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1. It is about Baseball In Asia
2. It is an informal text.
3. a. The Names of each team in Asia b. It is about Where it starts c. Where they have been recognized d. National Leagues in Asia e. Limits of the sport in Asia.
4. Yes, The important questions are where did they start and how did they get where they are
5. No (I think since it is an informational format, but if he is it would probably be in the final paragraph)
Explanation:
Answer:
she might want to have a new person in the naborhood and she might just be geting annoyed with her other freinds.
Explanation:
Mary Shelley uses a multiple narrative in Frankenstein.
Answer:
Breaking the code of silence. I opened my eyes for the very first time that day. I was immediately blinded by striking bright, harsh, and electrified light. Ifeltaweird Sensation. It was fair to say that I've never experienced a feeling like this in my entire life! I could hear the faint tick-tock of a clock. Silence had been broken. I felt unusually cold. It was as if someone had pulled my body out of a warm and cozy tent in the Arabian Desert and thrown me into the ice-cold and dangerous place that is the North Pole. The sudden change in temperature was so drastic that I was actually struggling to breathe. Despite this, I've never felt more alive before! Silence had remained broken. I felt liquid dripping from my body. This liquid was definitely not water. It felt thick, slimy, and had a tingling sensation. I tried to get a closer look. I saw red. The liquid was blood! I was covered in blood! All of a sudden, a cloth was thrown over me and the blood was wiped away. I was then covered in a thick velvet blanket. It was as if I was back in my tent in the Arabian Desert. The silence was restored. Except it wasn't.Something was different. I could still hear the faint tick tock of a clock in the distance. Silence remained broken. As my eyes adjusted to the new environment, I was able to hear something much louder than the took off the clock. I could hear someone crying very loudly. tears of Joy I thought? No! I listened closely. These were not tears of Joy. The person crying was me! That was weird. I didn't think that I had anything to cry about, so why was I crying? I felt extremely tired, so I tried to close my eyes. I'll figure everything out when I wake up. Silence had been restored. For a few seconds, I closed my eyes and I had the best sleep since I was born. This was until I was rudely woken up by lots of loud screams from different people the loudest was from a woman I had never seen before. It was hard to hear what she was saying, but it sounded like: “please, there must be something you can do!” At this moment multiple people in weird blue coats stormed into the room. Silence had been broken. There was a sense of urgency in the room. There were frantic moments as the blue-coats tried to solve the problem. A problem that I did not understand. I felt hands grab me and the shouting intensified. At that moment it felt as if time had slowed down.
Explanation:
have a nice day
