Answer:
The third option: The tourists strolled casually along the beach in bare feet.
Answer:
Letter to a friend.
Explanation:
674, Boulevard Appartments,
New York City, US
Dear Alice,
How are you doing? I hope this letter finds you in good health. I am doing good but facing some problems at school.
You know that our school is regarded as the best and top-rated schools in our city, but there are some practices that I don't like. For instance, there is no practicality in our studies. All we are imparted with is theoretical knowledge. No practical learning skills are being practiced in this school. The second problem is that there is a load of subjects to study. I mean, first, they already teach us only theory, then, they don't give us any choice in subjects, we have to study a lot of subjects. And, lastly, we hardly get any time to freshen our minds. We seldom get sports periods in a week. Many times our sports periods are also taken up by our subject teachers as a substitute.
I am thinking to send an email to our board members because it is really stressing out all students. Such tireless teaching is making our brain process slow. What do you say about this? I hope to listen from you soon.
With love,
Tina
The meeting ended in a flurry of shuffling papers, and scraping chairs moving against the hard tile floor, just outside the government building was an aggressive and violent rebellion against the nation and it was just for the right reason. The citizens now notice the state of nature is much better than living in a dollhouse of people who earn that power through malicious events, being convinced that it was the better option.
''Don't read into it..'' The mother said to her child, she eyed the hostile event and barricaded her home to keep themselves safe.
It was a beginning of living in a resistance that wanted a world for themselves, to fight once again from what they were... developed from.
Vanessa stared, in utter shock of buildings falling from the current war going on in her town, glancing outside and tapping her nails in some rhythm.
Inspecting her people, she picked up the pistol ready to defend herself.
''Neill? where are you?'' Vanessa asked, looking for her little sister, concern found in her tone.
''You know, you shouldn't leave children alone in a sudden purge..'' grinning winningly the man did, he noted that she cared for the little girl.
''Don't even touch her.'' The Vanessa kept herself calm from shooting the man right on the side of his chest, wanting to kill him painfully and slowly.
''Don't you know how much people hate change? but this change seems quite nice in my view..'' He responded to her, not minding her little threat.
''You know my people.'' He showed a group of men near the corners, shadows lighten their faces as she glared at them, looking at their body movements to see if they had any weapons on.
''What do you want?!'' She hissed at him, feeling threatened by the sudden group.
''You know exactly what we need, sweetie.'' He smirked wickedly.
