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The main conflict in the book, The Circuit: Stories from the Life of a Migrant Child, revolves around Francisco's family's struggles to survive after illegally crossing the border into the United States.
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Hopeful and optimistic
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"The Americans of tomorrow, the America that is every day nearer coming to be, will be too wise, too open-hearted, too friendly-handed, to let the least lastcomer at their gates knock in vain with his gifts unwanted" (Yezierska).
Sun is the word from the passage which symbolizes hope.
Answer: Option B
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Wreckage, Inlet, and skeletons are definitely not the words that symbolizes hope. When the author says, ‘Finally, some of the storm clouds parted just as they were losing hope, and the sun shined down on the island’, he means that amidst the destroyed ships and stinky skeletons, when they were about to lose hope, there came a time when the clouds were clear and they could see a ray of hope.
That ray was the light of the sun, when everything seems like an end, that’s the time when the sun gave them aspiration. The rising sun symbolizes the new beginning and new hope, the setting sun also gives us a desire for a new day that will begin. So no matter whether the sun rises or sets, it will always be the symbol of hope.
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I would think that this means that he can use his happiness to hide his true face and emotions. He can put the mask on and appear happy to others, when really he is not. This acts like a mask because a mask makes your face look like something it isn't. Like on Halloween when you dress up, wearing a mask makes you look like what you desire to look like, not what you really are.
Answer:you can think of a fake story or just google it up.
Explanation: I just look up 150 to 200 thriller story, but it’s kinda not smart to google things up but I can paste up what I found!
Lisa Barn. That was the name of the beautiful, kind, and unfortunate girl who had no idea what her future was holding for her. Lisa had long dark brown hair that draped down her long back. She had beautiful rich brown eyes and deep olive tan skin. She was 24 years old and was looking for a place to hide away from her crumbling world. She decided she needed to drive, she didn’t know where she was going but she knew she wanted to escape. Driving for over 5 hours will do a lot to someone, especially at 11 o’clock at night. Lisa's eyelids started to droop, her stomach growled, and she had to use the bathroom. Just as she rounded a narrow bend in the road a deer jumped out in front of the car. As tired and unaware as she was, Lisa screamed and swerved off the road. When she looked over her shoulder she saw the deer trout back into the woods as if it never noticed the danger it was in. Now Lisa’s car was stuck on the side of the road and she was at a loss for what to do. It was then that she saw the ever so dim light shining through the trees. Cautiously she crept out of her car and made her way towards the light. Through the leaves of the trees an empty cabin was revealed. Once inside she started a fire in the fireplace and cozied up with a blanket on the couch. The steady clicking of the grandfather clock’s second hand was putting Lisa to sleep. As she started to fall asleep she heard a loud, crashing bang against the door, that seemed to shake the whole house in its very foundation. She was unknowing of the situation and as she tried to lay back down another bang came to the door and this time no more than 5 seconds later the power in the cabin went out. At this very minute there were thousands of thoughts going through Lisa’s head. There was no other explanation for what happened other than someone being outside. She was out in the middle of the woods with no car, no working phone, and no lights. Whoever was outside could get into the house whenever they wanted. Even if she made it through the night and into the day, it wouldn’t change the fact that she was still out there all alone. She ran to the kitchen grabbed a knife and scurried up the stairs to her bedroom where she locked herself in. As she backed away from the door her back hit the wall and nearly made her jump out of her skin. She slid down the wall and cried for what felt like hours. In that time she never heard a single thing besides her echoing sobs. As she realized this, she thought to herself, “maybe there was no one out there after all. Maybe a tree branch fell on the power line or something. That would explain the power situation.” She slowly got up and shuffled to the bedroom door unlocking it. She crept down each step on the stairs waiting at least a minute on each step to listen for any noise. Finally, after hearing nothing, she came to the conclusion that she had just imagined the worst case scenario. That was until she saw him. He was a tall man. He had a muscular frame and was wearing a ski mask. He was outside on the porch just staring at her through the glass. One look at his 6’4 body and Lisa knew she didn’t stand a chance against him, as she only stood at 5’2. Lisa felt as if her entire body had shut down. She couldn’t move, blink, or breathe. When she eventually gathered up enough courage she backed into the bathroom where she hid, and then silence. Nothing. Not even her breathing could be heard, until the loud thundering crash of the front door hitting the ground rang in her ears. He had gotten in. All hope was lost. Lisa knew she had to think quickly or she was going to die. She could hear his big feet dragging on the wood floor of the cabin. Lisa couldn’t understand why all this was happening to her, why her? The doorknob jiggled. She had to do something and fast. She reached for the curtain rod of the shower. Up on her tippy toes stretching her arm as long as it would go eventually grabbing it and using all her force to break the window leading outside into the woods. As she jumped out of the window she cut the side of her leg on the broken glass but it didn’t matter, Lisa was only worried about escaping out of the cabin. The man heard the glass break and ran around the outside of the house where he found her. She tried to run but he was too fast. He managed to grab the back of her jacket and pull her towards him. She could scream but what goods a scream if there’s no one around to hear it. After all, a scream is only a scream when it is heard.
