If you could travel to outer space, where would you like to go and what wouldyou like to see?
For 3rd standard paragraph writing

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Answer 1
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if i go to outer space i would like to go to the moon and explore it ,then i would want to visit other planets and explore them .


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a. Francisco, the multitalented guitarist, was chosen by the band to be their lead singer. 
This is the only grammatically correct passive sentence in the choices. D has the same words and arrangement but is very poorly punctuated
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A cancer in which the cells become gelatinous is calleda. Colloid.
b. Encephaloid. Eliminate
c. Epithelial.
d. Scirrhous.

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The correct answer is A. Colloid.

The word colloid itself is a synonym for gelatinous and can be used independently of the word cancer.

The answer will be A. and i hope this is help full to y'all

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is it d?

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it's D hope this helped i read that story yesterday and had to take that test

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What is your favorite genre of literature and why?

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My favroite is realistic fiction because I like putting myself in their shoes.

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Answer: I like Comedy, Adventure, Mythology, and Romance.

I like these because they just make you feel warm inside. : )

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people I grew up with
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The answer is the option C, My uncle Federico. Descriptive essays require narrow subjects to accomplish the task of be descriptive in a good way. If the subject is wider, like my relatives, or people I grew up or people I know, the wide range of characteristics make if too difficult to be descriptive.

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The real answer is C

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c. objective
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