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In the text, it is said that he got to the shore and then did everything possible to carry the mast with him, besides, everyone was sleeping so nobody could help him.
Therefore, the option that better fits with the story is option D, as he attempted to carry the gear by himself several times, despite failing to do so and falling asleep in the process.
Answer:
The answer is: B. He looked at me carefully and stated, "Don't worry because I'm here."
Explanation:
In British English it is frequent to use a capitalization in the first letter of the word after a colon, but only if it's a proper noun or an acronym as in American English but it also depends on one thing: if a sentence is being introduced, this is why the first option cannot be possible. The penultimate option doesn't have any mistakes either as Atlantic Ocean has to be capitalized in both words, for the word "ocean" belongs to that part of the proper name; the same with the last option: Central Park and New York are proper nouns and must be capitalized. So the second option shouldn't be capitalized, with the comma and then the quotation marks, for someone saying something, unless it was a proper noun.
Answer:
"Discovery"
Discovery In the thick folds of the forest I found myself gasping. Gasping for air, gasping for something that would remind me how to be alive in that place where all seemed to be dying. The night had fallen upon me quietly, like a blanket that is thrown upon one’s shoulders to protect them from the cold, but the only thing I needed protection from was the very thing that was gripping me – darkness. The air was heavy with the sound of silence; I dared not move in fear of what might happen, so I laid still. Face in the ground, my nose filled with the scent of grass and wet fallen leaves; my hands in my pocket; my legs against my chest. There had not been a moment before where I felt this vulnerable, this fragile. As if my bones could break at the mere attempt of movement, or that my eyes would no longer be able to withstand the sight of light. Fear is a mighty thing. It paralyses you to the very core of your being. The only sound discerning time was my heartbeat; a constant ticking of the clock, a simple reminder that life existed in that desolated space… until I heard something else. Something warm. Similar to my heartbeat but just faster, more fearless; and so I decided to get up and follow the sound. My legs were stiff from laying still, burdened by my own body weight I fell to the ground in my attempt to walk. I tried again. And again, until I finally stood up – a little twig, towered by trees.
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