D is the answer to your question
I would...be the goddess of pain and suffering. Although that sounds negative, I could actually clear up a lot of junk in the world when you think about it. If I eliminated the pain of those that don't deserve it, or fix a certain life problem for someone, or a whole group of people, I could fix so much in the world. (That's just one idea, lol I can send you other ones or add more detail to this one if you'd want)
Answer:
Cread separate accounts one for full the full time job and one for your real estate sales
Answer:
First Person, (I'm pretty sure if the author/writer used I for the Narrator)
Explanation
if not and the author uses third person (He, She, ) but can still "see" the others throughts for all the others ( omniscient) if the narrator can only see the thoughts of 1 or 2 characters (limited)
Summary:
The clock ticked on, repeating and repeating its sounds into the emptiness. And the rain tapped on the empty house, echoing. At eight-thirty the eggs were shrivelled and the toast was like stone. The five spots of paint - the man, the woman, the children, the ball- remained. It sniffed the air and scratched the kitchen door. Behind the door, the stove was making pancakes which filled the house with a rich baked odour and the scent of maple syrup. In the cellar, the incinerator glowed suddenly and a whirl ofsparks leaped up the chimney. The dinner dishes manipulated like magic tricks, and in the study a click. Dawn showed faintly in the east. Among the ruins, one wallstood alone. Within the wall, a last voice said, over and over again and again, even as the sun rose to shine upon the heaped rubble and steam: "Today is August 5, 2026, today is August 5, 2026, today is..."
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