Question

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Answer 1

Respuesta:

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ahí te va

Explicación:

I am a sports person: soccer, basketball, jogging. I always go for a run around the lake, but I do not like to go along the street, so I do a quick drive to the lake downtown. On my way, I usually see several things: flowers, trees, children and various dogs. This time, is different. I run into a beautiful black cat with bright blue eyes. When I finish my run, I always head to the local supermarket next to the restaurant for some snacks. The cashier sees my sweat and asks if I have been running. I reply, yes, and she says to be aware of the black cat.

I tell her I have seen it, and she gasps, telling me "Holy cow! If you see the black cat, it is the ghost of a kitten that was killed after a murderer had tortured her owner, only to do the same to the cat. If you see him once, it is good luck. If you see him twice, it means you will be hurt; but if you see him three times, you die." I laugh it off, saying even if it is true, I only saw him once! As I walk out of the store, I see a 100 dollar bill lying on the ground. My luck! I am really happy. I say, I love that cat.

When I get home, I unload my small bag of groceries and put away my money to buy some clothes when I see the black cat running through my yard. Oh my goodness! I had seen the black cat twice! I get a frightening feeling, like butterflies in my stomach, but soon it went away. It's only a story, I said to myself, nothing to worry about. But then I slip on the floor, and my skull cracks open. A week later, I open my eyes. It is not my bedroom, it is not my home. Where am I? Where is the black cat? Oh no, I am in a hospital, only to be informed of what had happened. I can't believe it, but I don't want to see the black cat again. A few weeks later, I'm walking with my friend along my road. I tell her all about my story: the grocer, the run, the cat, everything, and just then, the black cat walks over to us and licks my palm. We stare at it, completely terrified, my friend screams; I can understand why she is scared, but why that scared? I look around, and all I see is a car coming.

Answer 2

Respuesta:

I am a sports person Soccer, basketball, jogging. I always go for a run around the lake, but I do not like to go along the street, so I do a quick drive to the lake downtown. On my way, I usually see several things: flowers, trees, children and various dogs. This time, is different. I run into a beautiful black cat with bright blue eyes. When I finish my run, I always head to the local supermarket next to the restaurant for some snacks. The cashier sees my sweat and asks if I have been running. I reply, yes, and she says to be aware of the black cat.

I fell her I have seen it, and she gasps, telling me "Holy cow" It you see the black cat, it is the ghost of a kitten that was killed after a murderer had tortured her owner, only to do the same to the cat. It you see him once, it is good luck. It you see him twice, it means you will be hurt; but if you see him three times, you die. I laugh it off, saying even if it is true, I only saw him once! As I walk out of the store. I see a 100 dollar bill lying on the ground My luck! I am really happy, I say. I love that cat. When I get home, I unload my small bag of groceries and put away my money to buy some clothes when I see the black cat running through my yard. Oh my goodness! I had seen the black cat twice! I get frightened feeling, like butterflies in my stomach, but soon it went away. It's only a story, I said to myself, nothing to worry about. But then I slip on the floor, and my skill cracks open. A week later, I open my eyes. It is not my bedroom, it is not my home. Where am I? Where is the black cat? Oh no, I am in a hospital, only to be informed of what had happened I can't believe it, but I don't want to see the black cat again. A few weeks later. I'm walking with my friend a long my road. I tell her all about my story: the grocer, the run, the cat, everything and just then, the black cat walks over to us and flicks my palm. We stare at it, completely terrified my friends screams. I can understand why she is scared, but why that scared? I look around and all I see is a car coming.