Format it like this:
1. "Night Dive"
Dawn's lungs felt like they were ripping off the walls of her ribcage as she crawled, upside down and in the dark, along the ceiling of the underwater cave.
2. "Finger Foods"
I held the old recipe card in my hand and skimmed the list of ingredients: 1 cup of milk, two eggs, a lemon peel, David.
3. "The Raven"
Edgar, fed up with small-mided interpretations of poetry, flew from his perch and swooped down on the shrieking children, sending even the bravest students diving under tables as their teacher sat placidly on his stool, as if the whole ordeal had been completely predictable and would be over soon enough.
Without her sister by her side, and without her wheelchair or even her crutches, Judith lifted her leg up to the square stone and pushed with all her strength.