I look around my favorite spot. I'm deep in the woods that are just on the line of my property. I have been coming here since I was young. Recently I have been using it as a therapy for the problems I have been having. School has been crazy, my family is never around, and it feels as if I have no friends.
But this place. Always been by get away. The moss grown on the tall trees that seem to touch the sky, the fallen logs, the green ferns. The rocks, the almost quiet streams that flow through the ground. The moist, dark dirt that leaves a fine smell after it rains. The sun peeked through the tips of the trees and shined into my hazel eyes and lit up my golden brown hair. I took a deep breath and sighed out my emotions into my peaceful spot. I really appreciated this.
(my answer basically shows conflict and it shows details about the character and the appreciation and personality of the character. you can use it)
Answer: A
Explanation:
Now increasingly is the correct answer
Spring is a beautiful time
where birds chirp and wind howls
where flowers blossom and bells chime
where in night you'll see mystic owls
Winter is also so
but has coldness buried deep in it
you might hear the wild wind blow
or the cold hit
Nonetheless spring and winter are very alike
they say they're both beautiful
at first sight
they are both wonderful season and never seem undutiful
And again and again they both arise
one after another
after one dies
and gives space for its brother
Answer:
Now take a closer look at the executive branch in Article II. Article II, Section 2, clause 2, identifies two powers of the president. What are those powers? (This clause also identifies congressional checks on those powers.)
Explanation:
Sympathy is when someone die and you just don’t give a f anymore
