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i choose the Parse badge ( REQUIREMENTS ) : There was onces, in the country Alifbay, sad city, the saddest of cities, a city ruinously that it had forgotten his name. (compound)
there : adverb
country : noun
sad : adjective
ruinonously : adjective
forgotten : verb
there was a boy called Daniel who lived in the street and he was a troublemaker. he lost his family when he was 4 years old because the bus was an explosion. After that time he grow up on the street with no one could help him. One day he found a box with something inside the box , he opened very slow like a snail when he opened inside was a cat!. After he opened the box he sale the cat and now he can’t be poor anymore because he can the things that he dident get to eat and be hot on his new house The End
Once upon a time there was a very generous person and that person was called googleman. the helping all kinds of persons and so was well known but sometimes you ran the energies of both help. But one day there was a stranger who came ala Google Town and city Googleman volunteered to help because the new era in the city but the stranger never spoke and did not move so here googleman convinced him talking to her how beautiful is the city and moved but never talk .
the stranger had no house or anything so here googleman got him a tikets for a 3 star hotel and there it stayed when the unknown.
So was the life of a very generous and happy person helping wing people and others who erannuevos he was getting them home and work
Q1 : There was once, in the country of Alifbay (complex) (so I’m told) sadness was actually manufacture, (compound)
Q2 The black smoke came throw the chimneys of the sad factory and go to the city to tell bad news
noun: chimneys
noun phrase : black smoke poured out of the chimneys
verb : hung
preposition : hung over the city like bad news
EXT : In the North of the sad city stood mighty factories in which ( he was told ) sadness was actually manufactured, packed and send all over the world, which never seemed to get enough for it.
There passed a weary time. In each throat was parched and glazed each eye . weary time a weary time how glazed is the weary eye. ( first paragraph)
when i am looking at the westward, I beheld a something in the sky. At first it seemed a little speck and then it seemed a mist . (second paragraph )
Her lips were red,her looks were free, Her locks este yellow as gold: Her skin das as white leprosy . . . For my opinion I think that she is a vampire messenger because the vampire has white dead skin and always with red lips
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