This is the sixth time i wrote this question i am out of points now cuz everyone keeps stealing them please be nice nd actually do it if not then just dont answer please. I WILL REPORT IF YOU STEAL POINTS, if answered right i will give brainliestCould someone please do this for me i will give brainliest. i need someone to write a body paragraph that goes with this introduction i will also show the story and writing prompt too. Instructions:

Using the ideas from your Narrative Organization Chart, write the body of your narrative.

Review the writing prompt on which your chart was based.

Review the ideas you created in your Narrative Organization Chart and the exposition of your story.

In your body, be sure to include:

rising action (two events) and climax

sensory language to make your story vivid

dialogue to make your characters more realistic and advance the story

300 words or more

Save your work to your computer or drive.

Submit your work (including both your introduction and body) in 03.06 Your Narrative Voice.

What was the major sacrifice the members of the continental congress dealt with? how did they overcome this obstacle?

Which of the following is often true of reinterpretations of traditional stories in different media, such as painting or sculpture? o a. the main plot of the story changes. b. the perspective changes. o c. the characters stay the same. d. the theme differs. submit

Which two passages in this excerpt from the death of ivan illych does leo tolstoy use to suggest that ivan ilych feels like his life is slipping away from him? "what's the use? it makes no difference," he said to himself, staring with wide-open eyes into the darkness. "death. yes, death. and none of them knows or wishes to know it, and they have no pity for me. now they are playing." (he heard through the door the distant sound of a song and its accompaniment.) "it's all the same to them, but they will die too! fools! i first, and they later, but it will be the same for them. and now they are merry . . the beasts! " anger choked him and he was agonizingly, unbearably miserable. "it is impossible that all men have been doomed to suffer this awful horror! " he raised himself. "something must be wrong. i must calm myself—must think it all over from the beginning." and he again began thinking. "yes, the beginning of my illness: i knocked my side, but i was still quite well that day and the next. it hurt a little, then rather more. i saw the doctors, then followed despondency and anguish, more doctors, and i drew nearer to the abyss. my strength grew less and i kept coming nearer and nearer, and now i have wasted away and there is no light in my eyes.