Answer:
This is my story of freedom of speech:
One day I was was with my favorite teacher and I hear one of my friends talking about me with her friend. She said bad things about me. This is when I figured what freedom of speech was. She kept talking about me all week and then I finally came up to her and said "I heard you have been talking about me.". She played around and then finally admitted she did. I told her "I know you think I'm a bad person and freedom of speech is a thing but honestly your a bad friend and talking bad about someone is honestly tells me more about you.". "What about me?" then I said "That you a bad friend.". We never talked again. This is how I figured what figure of speech is.
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"Under her bed were a box of pictures she had not yet put into albums"
Answer: False.
Explanation: You don’t have to join clergy after.
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Answer:
Because the wind was blowing hard Susie's umbrella flew away
Explanation:
