Good authors choose their words very carefully. Take a few minutes to write a short paragraph describing an experience you have recently had. Pick a location you went to or an event you attended. Once you have finished, read over what you have written. Now, write a second paragraph. In it, you will repeat the information from the first paragraph, but you will choose your words more carefully. Ask yourself questions like: What words capture this image exactly? What is the best word to convey how something looked, or how I felt? Take more time with the second paragraph. Your response should be at least 150 words in total. WRITER s PLEASE HELP I NEED THIS DONE.

(FEELING TRAPPED AND WEARING MY MASK EVERYWHERE PART OF THE STORY IS TURE THE REST ISN´T, AND MEH CUZS PUT THE BOY/SHIP PART)

One day I woke up...I just felt empty inside, and the fact that we are suppose to wear masks now, made me have the feeling that I was trapped inside my head, sad, scared, and I couldn't express my pain. Day by day it's getting harder to breathe in my mask. When I go to church I try to have a positive smile, but I know someone knows and feels my pain. Each day I wake up ending up going to the stores, or outlets...then I see little kids trying to breathe with their mask and their parents putting their masks up to cover their noses when the little kids try to put it down. I see them crying because they don´t want to wear their masks, poor things they don´t know that it's for their own good. For me, yes I understand I need to wear my mask, but...I just wonder if I´ll ever be able to be free again. Then my mom told me we will be taking a break from the stores...and I gave her a BIG HUG as if she granted my wish of Then my cousins came over and one of them was a boy...I asked my cousin whos the boy? She told me it was Johnny's(my cousin) friend, but I didn't have a good feeling about this boy...he had brown short hair but not too short, he had ripped jeans by his knees, and his shirt had a skull on it with a background with the color red with a hint of white. He was about inches taller than me. I tried to ignore him and go play with my ¨triplets¨" which I and my two cousins and say we are triplets because we look such alike, I start to help my mom clean up...but the next day I got up early in the morning to get dressed to go to the store but instead I saw mom talking to dad...TB I am going to add to this but I need to do zoom -.-

dude, * is in your own words, not mine.

* = the answer

tending to cause harm