can you write a story about this you can pick what to choose. plus giving brainless. A. Write about having woke up one morning with a tattoo barcode on your arm. B. Write about seeing the moon glitch. C. Write about a world where people spend some or all of their time in an alternate reality simulator. D. Write about a world in which children are not allowed to say a single word until they turn 18. pls helpp​

Here is part of the beginning of the story, or you can just leave it as it is. Hope this helps! Thanks! Can I please have brainliest?

Explanation:

I awoke with a start. A burning pain wracked my entire arm, searing my wrist like fire. I cried out, the pain was almost unbearable. The moon glistened in through the curtain on the window, and even if it wanted to help me, it couldn't. It sat serenely in the sky, watching as I writhed in pain.  

I gasped, the pain becoming a dull thud. I was breathing heavily, sweat dripping out of every pore. I grasped my wrist, and I sighed in relief. The pain was less excruciating now, and the cool breeze floating in through my open fifth-story window was soothing to my aching arm. I turned to face my door, the basketball hoop attached to my door was swaying gently. I reached for my lamp and switched on the light.  

I sat up gingerly, keeping my injured arm up off the bed. I then concentrated on not crying out, the pain returning. I settled myself onto my pillow and looked down at my arm to examine the wound. I gasped in horror. What it appeared to look like was a barcode, like I was some sort of property, or it was my security card or something. I studied it, and by the light of my lamp I read, "Property of The Alley Empire."

read this excerpt from “incidents in the life of a slave girl.”

i went about my evening work with trembling steps. mr. flint twice called from his chamber door to inquire why the house was not locked up. i replied that i had not done my work. "you have had time enough to do it," said he. "take care how you answer me! "

i shut all the windows, locked all the doors, and went up to the third story, to wait till midnight. how long those hours seemed, and how fervently i prayed that god would not forsake me in this hour of utmost need! i was about to risk everything on the throw of a die; and if i failed, o what would become of me and my poor children? they would be made to suffer for my fault.

at half past twelve i stole softly down stairs. i stopped on the second floor, thinking i heard a noise. i felt my way down into the parlor, and looked out of the window. the night was so intensely dark that i could see nothing. i raised the window very softly and jumped out. large drops of rain were falling, and the darkness bewildered me. i dropped on my knees, and breathed a short prayer to god for guidance and protection. i groped my way to the road, and rushed towards the town with almost lightning speed.

what is the main idea of this excerpt?

harriet worked for a man called mr. flint who became very impatient when she did not finish her work.

harriet waited until after midnight to run down the stairs and jump out of a window into the rain.

harriet was a frightened young girl who found the faith and courage to leave her home for an unknown life.

harriet felt very nervous about running away because she did not like being alone in the darkness.

explanation:

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