I watch her stick her tongue out in concentration. Her fingers were flying away on the keyboard. Suddenly she slammed her fist o
n the keys in a way of letting out frustration. I wonder what she had messed up. I'm sure nothing was wrong, she's the best writer I know. Her hair danced in the wind, as if it had a mind of its own. Every strand of it was a different shade of auburn. One orange, one brown, one black. The most unique colors i've ever seen. Oh and her smile, the smile that's always bright with everyone she meets. Even strangers. Her drive to make everyone happy is the strongest i've ever known. But lately I've seen her stare off into space. And her fingers down at her sides instead of on her keyboard. I've also seen her start covering her hair. The hair with a billion shades of auburn. Oh and her smile, the one that's fading more and more everyday. I wish she knew that she was the best writer I knew. Or I wish she knew her hair had the more unique colors i've ever seen. I wish she had the same drive to make herself happy like she did with everyone else.
If Curtis writes quickly for five minutes about music, without stopping and when he is finished, he will read what he has written and pick out one or moreinteresting ideas, then this means that he is using the technique known as A. freewriting.
Option B. Relates the adventures of a lugal of Uruk in ancient Sumer
Explanation:
The Epic of Gilgamesh is an epic poem from ancient Mesopotamia that is often regarded as the earliest surviving great work of literature. The literary history of Gilgamesh begins with five Sumerian poems about Gilgamesh, king of Uruk, dating from the Third Dynasty of Ur.
