I already used this for a test so you might want to rephrase it:
<span>Scientists have often wondered what bellybutton lint is made up of. An Austrain chemist named Georg Steinhauser decided to find out, and since he had a belly button, he searched himself! He examined over 500 pieces to see what the lint has occupied. He found that it has cotton from clothes, AND dead skin, sweat, basically the stuff our body resists and extracts. Goerg Steinhauser found all this out within a teeny tiny part of your stomach.
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- False predictions develop the romantic escape story.
- A surprise ending returns readers to reality.
- Motifs such as the noose and time support the theme.
- The structure follows a realistic hanging, a false romantic escape, and a realistic death.
- Foreshadowing shows that the reality of death is part of the romantic story.
I think it’s C, he felt a sense of threat and loss that many Africans faced when the empire invaded and disrupted their lives.
Answer:
Number 12 Aventon Street,
Birmingham.
September 15, 2020.
Dear Liam, how are you doing? I hope you're doing fine.
Man you would never believe that I became superman for 3 minutes yesterday as I rescued a child from an armed attacker.
Now, don't laugh. This is serious. It was a life and death stuff, yeah I know I'm scrawny and skinny but yesterday all those was replaced by cold rage and a sense of duty to save the young lad.
On my way home just past six in the evening, I saw a young teen arguing with an older boy about something, I decided to mind my business, when suddenly the bigger (and older) guy brought out a jack knife!
I acted without thinking, and I'm glad I did because it probably saved the young lad's life. I struggled with the attacker for a while, after he had already slashed the kid on the arm a few times, I overpowered him and with the help of some bystanders, we rendered him immobile. The police was called and they took the rascal away.
Well, enough of my three minutes heroics, hope you're having a swell time over there.
Have a blessed weekend, man.
YOURS FAITHFULLY,
Aaron Connolly.
<span>...broken horse-shoes (a "bad sign"), met cross-eyed women, another "bad sign," was pursued apparently by the inimical number thirteen...
</span><span>....he found one of his hats lying on his bed, accidentally put there by one of the children, and according to my sister, who was present at the time, he was all but petrified by the sight of it. To him it was the death-sign....
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