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@CuteGirl903k

Answer 1

Ben slammed the front door and started for his room. “Ben, come in here,” his father said from the kitchen. He could tell by the tone of his father’s voice that he was in trouble. He turned and went into the kitchen where both his parents were sitting at the kitchen table. His father pushed a piece of paper toward him. “Explain that,” he said.
Ben examined the paper. It was a traffic ticket. “Where did this come from?” he asked.
“It came in today’s mail,” his father replied. “It says our car ran a red light at 7:30 on the night of July 23rd. The 23rd was a Saturday, and I believe you had the car that night. Wasn’t that the night you took Jennifer to the concert? I know your mother and I were home watching TV.”
“Yes, I had the car that night, but I didn’t get a ticket,” he said, looking down at the piece of paper, which had a photo of the family car’s license plate.
“Oh yes, you did,” his mother said. “There’s a red-light camera at that intersection now, and it takes a picture of anyone running the light.”
“Unless you were letting someone else drive our car, I’d say you’re the guilty party here.”
Ben dropped the paper on the table as he sighed. “I guess so. Does this mean I lose my license?”
“No, but it does mean you lose some of our confidence in you. What were you thinking, running a red light?” his mother said.
“I’m sorry, Mom and Dad, but the left-turn signal was only letting one or two cars through each time, and we were running late for the concert and had already sat through three lights, at least. Am I going to have to go to court?”
“No, but you do have to pay a $75 fine.”
“Seventy-five bucks!” he said. “That’s more than I paid for the concert tickets.”
His dad squeezed his shoulder. “I guess you’ll stop on yellow next time.”
“I sure will. How long do I have before I have to pay the fine?”
“You have a month from the date on the ticket,” his mother said. “Sorry about that, son.”

1.
What is the main conflict of this passage?

Ben is stuck at a traffic light on his way to a concert.
Ben's parents lose their confidence and trust in him.
Ben gets upset because he cannot afford to pay the fine.
Ben gets a ticket for driving through a red light.

Answer 2

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Answer 3

can you please help me please leave then come back if needed

Answer 4

to see it better

Answer 5

leave then come back in

Answer 6

@arabpride please help

Answer 7

please @arabpride
say something please

Answer 8

Hold on ~ give me a second to read it bruh cx

Answer 9

kk:)

Answer 10

you canged your pic:)

Answer 11

The last option - definitely and IK aint it cute?? cx

Answer 12

i have more do you mind???

Answer 13

On the same story? :P

Answer 14

I’ve lost too many things in my lifetime—watches, baseball cards, homework. No matter how hard I looked, I wasn't able to find them. I couldn't stand it when this happened. These things couldn't just DISAPPEAR. They had to be SOMEWHERE. Why in the world couldn't I find them?
I’ve always wanted to have the power to find lost things. It would save me a lot of effort and my parents a lot of yelling and money. I’ve always wanted the power, but who would have thought that I would actually get it?
My life changed on December 4, 2004. I remember the exact date because it was my 13th birthday. My parents had taken me and some of my friends to the local amusement park. After running around the park and riding the Ultimate Twister five times in a row, my friends and I met up with my parents at the Wacky Diner for an early dinner. The first thing that my mother said when she saw me was, “Jackson, where is your hat?”
My hands flew to the top of my head, but I could already feel that it wasn’t there. My favorite red baseball cap was gone. It must have flown off during one of the rides. “Ugh. Another loss,” I said.
My mother shook her head. “I don’t understand why you don’t pay attention to these things.”
I shrugged my shoulders. Suddenly, members of the kitchen staff burst out from the kitchen door. My father was among them, carrying a huge, chocolate birthday cake with 13 lit candles.
As my family and friends sang “Happy Birthday,” my eyes zeroed in on the candles. I knew exactly what I was going to wish for. The singing faded, and I closed my eyes. I wish I had the power to find lost things. With that thought, I blew out the lit candles with one breath.
Everyone clapped, and I vaguely noticed the passing of plates and forks. What was clear to me, however, was the tingling sensation. As soon as I had blown out that last candle, my body was filled with it. My thoughts drifted to my lost cap, and suddenly, a clear vision overcame my senses. My hat lay on green grass. A loud roar could be heard. White and blue rails twisted above it. My baseball cap was underneath the Ultimate Twister!

3.
How does Jackson get his power to find lost things?

He gets the power from his mother.
He hits his head on a roller coaster.
He is born with the powerful ability.
He makes a wish on his birthday cake

Answer 15

no

Answer 16

Again - the last option :3

Answer 17

I took back all the complaints about not having enough "alone time" when my father barged into my room that night.
"You think you can hang out by yourself till your aunt gets here tomorrow morning, Hyde?" he asked, looking flustered.
"Sure, what's up?" I asked, wanting to find out what was wrong and not feeling ready for the answer. When my stomach growled at the same moment, I realized we had not eaten dinner yet. It was almost nine at night, and Mom was not in the kitchen. I hope Mom is okay, I thought as I feared the worst.
"Your mom needs an operation—it's nothing major," my father responded in a hurry as he gathered a few things in a duffle bag. "But, I'll probably be at the hospital all night. Aunt Sara will be here as soon as she gets off from night shift. Fix yourself some dinner and keep the doors locked. Call me on my cell if anything happens." Before I knew it, he was out the door and out of sight.
As the clock started to tick louder and louder, I felt the night was getting longer by the minute. I was old enough to fix myself a meal and take care of the house, but I realized I was not ready to face my fears alone. That night, I fixed my first meal. I could have eaten a sandwich or a microwave dinner, but I wanted to eat something Mom could have cooked. So, I made my first pasta and ate it with garlic bread. Nothing about dinner was close to what Mom would have prepared, but it helped me grow up a little that night.

4.
What is the main conflict in the passage?

The narrator has to deal with losing his Mom.
The narrator has to give up his "alone time."
The narrator has to manage being home alone.
The narrator has to help the father with his crisis.

Answer 18

Third option~

Answer 19

My worst summer happened in 2007. It was the middle of July, and my younger brother, Andrew, and I were home alone and bored out of our minds. We were watching the movie Happy Gilmore, the funniest golf movie of all time, when I suddenly had a idea for something fun to do.
“Hey, Andrew! Let’s go play some golf!”
“Yeah! I bet I can hit the ball harder than you!”
“Whatever! I’m twice your size!” We quickly got up and ran to the garage, where our dad kept his golf clubs. He was at work, so we couldn’t ask him, but I was sure he wouldn’t mind. I grabbed the bag of clubs and tossed a hand shovel, a couple of old cups, and pieces of wood to Andrew. In response to his puzzled expression, I said, “We’ll use them to make a mini-golf course.”
We hauled everything to the backyard and began to set up. I chose a good spot for a hole and started to dig.
“Uh, Johnny?” my brother asked. “Are you sure Dad won’t mind you digging those holes?”
“Why would he mind? We’re gonna fill the holes back up when we’re done.” I tossed him the cups. “Here. Put each cup in as I finish the holes.” Still seeing his nervous expression, I added, “Don’t be such a chicken and just trust me!”
“The last time you said that we were grounded for a month.”
I rolled my eyes in exasperation and continued to dig. Once the holes were done, I placed the pieces of wood methodically around the backyard. Looking around to admire my handiwork, I still felt like something was missing.
Remembering the ending scene in Happy Gilmore, where Happy manages to make a tricky winning shot with a collapsed TV tower in the way, I looked at the rain gutter and wondered if it was possible to shoot a golf ball in there. It sure would make a great obstacle. I decided to give it a try.
Bending slightly with my feet shoulder-length apart, I gripped the club and aligned it with the ball. I glanced up to calculate my aim, and deciding upon a point on the roof slightly above the rain gutter, I swung.
Unfortunately, my aim was not as good as I hoped it would be. Instead of bouncing lightly off the roof and into the rain gutter, the ball flew straight into the satellite dish on the roof, sending the entire thing crashing into the front driveway. To make matters worse, Dad chose that exact moment to pull up to the house. Imagine his shock and horror upon seeing his prized satellite dish bounce off his prized car and onto the cement driveway.
Needless to say, we were grounded for a month. Dad made us work to fix the holes in the lawn, replace the satellite dish, and repair his car. To raise the money, Andrew and I had to spend the rest of the summer doing random jobs throughout the neighborhood. At least we weren’t bored anymore.

5.
Why does Johnny hand Andrew a hand shovel, a couple of old cups, and pieces of wood?

He wants to use them to clean up the backyard.
He wants to use them to make a mini-golf course.
He wants to use them to work on the flower garden.
He wants to use them to make a set of golf clubs.

Answer 20

leave then come back in to see it clearly:)

Answer 21

nevermind bye

Answer 22

Second option~

Answer 23

Later cx