Question

She didn't dare give a word for what
she thought of her father just then. The word, whatever it was, was too terrible. Nitya
didn't realise that she had slid on to the floor. Her trembling legs, trembling both from
exertion and fear, had literally let her down. Like her tongue had let her down. It always
did. She could never control it. Your tongue is too long for your mouth, she was often told!
Crossing her eyes, she stuck her tongue out as far as it would go. Pointed and sharp. It
looked as razor sharp as she was always told it was. Trouble was, she didn't even always
agree with it. Sometimes it said things that she herself would never-could never-even
have dreamt of. Like just now, for instance.​

Answer 1

Answer:

..................how long the question is ? (make it negative sentense )