To determine if someone talking is telling the truth, watch for body language. IF the person is fidgeting, keeps looking away, or stumbles upon their words, there is a high possibility they aren't telling the truth.
Ask yourself if what they are saying is possible or makes sense
Shawty's like a melody in my head
That I can't keep out, got me singin' like
Na na na na everyday
It's like my iPod's stuck on replay
Replay-ay-ay-ay
Shawty's like a melody in my head
That I can't keep out, got me singin' like
Na na na na everyday
It's like my iPod's stuck on replay
Replay
Remember the first time we met
You was at the mall wit yo friend
I was scared to approach ya
But then you came closer
Hopin' you would give me a chance
Who would have ever knew
That we would ever be more than friends
We're real worldwide, breakin' all the rules
She like a song played again and again
That girl, like something off a poster
That girl, is a dime they say
That girl, is a gun to my holster
She's running through my mind all day, ay
Shawty's like a melody in my head
That I can't keep out, got me singin' like
Na na na na everyday
It's like my iPod's stuck on replay
Replay-ay-ay-ay
Shawty's like a melody in my head
That I can't keep out, got me singin' like
Na na na na everyday
It's like my iPod's stuck on replay
Replay-ay-ay-ay
See you been all around the globe
Not once did you leave my mind
We talk on the phone, from night 'til the morn'
Girl, you really changed my life
Doin' things I never do
I'm in the kitchen cookin' things she likes
We're real worldwide, breakin' all the rules
Someday I wanna make you my wife
That girl, like something off a poster
That girl, is a dime they say (Hey)
That girl, is a gun to my holster
She's running through my mind all day, ay
Shawty's like a melody in my head
That I can't keep out, got me singin' like
Na na na na everyday
It's like my iPod's stuck on replay
Replay-ay-ay-ay
Shawty's like a melody in my head
That I can't keep out, got me singin' like
Na na na na everyday
It's like my iPod's stuck on replay
Replay-ay-ay-ay
I can be your melody
Oh, girl, I could write you a symphony
The one that could fill your fantasies
So come baby girl let's sing with me, ay
I can be your melody
Oh, girl, I could write you a symphony
The one that could fill your fantasies
So come baby girl let's sing with me, ay
Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Shawty got me singin'
Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Now she got me singin'
Shawty's like a melody in my head
That I can't keep out, got me singin' like
Na na na na everyday
It's like my iPod's stuck on replay
Replay-ay-ay-ay
Shawty's like a melody in my head
That I can't keep out, got me singin' like
Na na na na everyday
It's like my iPod's stuck on replay
Replay-ay-ay-ay
<span>The question given above is incomplete, the options are not given. The options attached to the question are written below:
A. It was her sister Josephine who told her, in broken sentences; veiled hints that revealed in half concealing. Her husband's friend Richards was there, too, near her. It was he who had been in the newspaper office when intelligence of the railroad disaster was received, with Brently Mallard's name leading the list of "killed." He had only taken the time to assure himself of its truth by a second telegram, and had hastened to forestall any less careful, less tender friend in bearing the sad message.
B. She did not hear the story as many women have heard the same, with a paralyzed inability to accept its significance. She wept at once, with sudden, wild abandonment, in her sister's arms. When the storm of grief had spent itself she went away to her room alone. She would have no one follow her.
C. There would be no one to live for during those coming years; she would live for herself. There would be no powerful will bending hers in that blind persistence with which men and women believe they have a right to impose a private will upon a fellow-creature. A kind intention or a cruel intention made the act seem no less a crime as she looked upon it in that brief moment of illumination.
D. Some one was opening the front door with a latchkey. It was Brently Mallard who entered, a little travel-stained, composedly carrying his grip-sack and umbrella. He had been far from the scene of the accident, and did not even know there had been one. He stood amazed at Josephine's piercing cry; at Richards' quick motion to screen him from the view of his wife.
ANSWER
The correct option is C.
The statement given in option C explains the new situation in which Mallard's wife find herself after she was told that her husband was involved in a train accident. It is obvious that she had been living for her husband before now and he was the one that was in full control of her will, she was totally dependent on him. But now, she has just gain back her freedom and she is now free to follow the dictates of her own heart and will and not that of someone else. That is true independence.</span>
Elizabeth is essentially telling John that Abigail plans on murdering her, and she will be the next victim executed if Abigail’s plan comes to fruition.
Answer:
I predict the article will be about the accommodations at a historic hotel. I predict it will be written in an expository and descriptive text to enhance the hotels features. I made this prediction by the classic photos and the text which stated it was a hotel in Oregon.
Explanation:
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