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Serggg [28]
3 years ago
12

What Is The Distance Between - 20 And - 6 On A Number Line ?​

English
1 answer:
sladkih [1.3K]3 years ago
8 0

To find the distance between two points on a number line, we just take both points turn them to being positive and add.

20 + 6 = 26 units apart.

Best of Luck!

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