Answer:
Williams was not absolving himself of the crimes he committed in the past, rather he was referring to his new status and state of having repented, being redeemed, and now being crime free.
Explanation:
Stanley Williams, according to the passage was a notorious gang member and leader who formed the Cribs a very dangerous group that harassed the people of South Central, Watt, and Compton. He went to juvenile prison in 1969 for stealing a car. In 1979, he was sentenced to death after he was convicted on four counts of murder.
Williams retraced his steps in 1993, he wrote books for children, and generally changed for good. In saying that he was innocent, he was referring to his new state of being redeemed from all the crimes he had committed.
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Yes. I will describe her living situation as wretched. This is because her living in abject filth and squalor denotes that she is very poor, unpleasant, miserable and unable to provide basic life's necessities. These are the marks of wretchedness.
Explanation:
Filth refers to something that is dirty, offensive and unpleasant. Squalor also means the condition or state of being extremely dirty and unpleasant. This happens as a result of poverty or neglect. These characteristics sends out the message that anyone in this type of living condition is wretched. Therefore, Sandra's living situation is characterized with wretchedness because it doesn't show any pleasantness.
Answer:
I would say "began"
Explanation:
It is the earliest that can be shown that the island is starting to move.
Answer:
Hi. I'm Amanda Princeton. This is the story about the day I was framed for the murder of Mr. Parker.
It happened on the snowiest night in January. I was all alone in my house, sipping hot cocoa as I watch the snowfall just outside my window. I heard a weird noise from outside and noticed the mean old man, Mr. Parker, sinking in the snow. I chuckled to myself, the snow was only six inches deep. He must have tripped or something. I continue watching him struggle to get up from the ground, but then a hand as black as night grabbed him and pulled him completely under the snow. I jumped out of my seat, startled at what I had just witnessed. Did Mr. Parker just... die? I rushed to my room and threw on my snow boots and coat. I quickly made my way to the front door, but I froze as I put my hand on the deadbolt. What if it gets me? I thought to myself. I finally talked myself up just enough to unlock the deadbolt. Next was the lock on the doorknob. I began to shake. If I unlock this door, whatever that's out there could possibly overpower me and get in. I shook my head. I'm not scared of anything! I reassured myself. I unlocked the door and turned the knob. As soon as I did, a strong wind pushed it open. The door swung open and knock me on the ground. It nearly knocked me unconscious! Everything seemed to be fuzzy as I began to get up. As soon as I was on my feet, another gust of wind pushed through the doorway, but this time, a dark figure had come with it. As soon as I laid eyes on it, I fell unconscious.
When I finally came to, I found myself at a police station in cuffs and in a cell. "Wh-what happened?" I stammered. One of the officers walked over to the cell, looking at me with disgust in his eyes. "Mr. Parker was found dead in your basement. We also found his blood all over your coat and on a doorknob. The doorknob was removed from the front door." I began to cry as he told me the story. "It wasn't me! Something was out there! It did it!" I pleaded. "Sure, we'll go with your little fantasy." the officer said as he walked away. I'm telling you this story from a mental asylum. If you ever see this... this thing, don't let it near you. Never, and I mean never, let it near you.
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"So... Amanda. It seems as if you've been framed for murder? A murder that didn't even happen," Mr. Parker grinned from ear to ear. The basement was dimly lit with the flickering flame of the candles set around an upside-down star. Mr. Parker put a knife to his hand. "Let's see if we can frame someone else."
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