Explanation:
I had a frightening dream last night, I dreamed that I was walking high up on a railroad trestle. It looked like the one I used to walk on when I was about 10 years old. At that height, my palms were sweating, just as they did when I was a boy. I could see the ground out of the corners of my eyes, I felt a swooning, sickening sensation. Suddenly, I realized there were rats below, thousands and thousands of rats. They knew I was up the trestle, they were squeaking because they were sure they would get me. Their teeth glinted in the moonlight, their red eyes were like thousands of small reflectors, that almost blinded my sight. Sensing that there was something even more hideous behind me, I kept moving forward. I then realised that I was coming to a gap in the trestle. I knew there was no way I could stop or go back, I would have to cross over that empty gap. I jumped in despair knowing I would never make it. I felt myself falling down to the mischief of rejoicing rats. I woke up covered with sweat, half expecting to find a rat on my bed. I then realized I should not watch scary television shows before I go to bed.
I'd say the answer is C because that doesn't really narrow down what he is trying to write about. he needs a more complex question for research.
Yes our differences define us. With anyone having a difference we would all be boring and the same.
Because the boy wasn't doing his job right. I think he lost sheep.
