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write an essay in 'an unfair punishment'


........ for unnecessary stuff reporting isn't so hard​

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Answered by sailaja3sailaja
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A chilly Sunday morning, my window presented a magnificent view. The snow covered the whole backyard and reflected back the weak, wintry sunlight.i was sitting in my creaky old chair trying to solve a math’s algebraic question. My mind was in a total confusion as I had no idea of solving the equation. Dancing the pen in my hand I thought harder and harder about the question that was sitting in front of me, waiting to be untangled. It was like a detective story, were the situation has come to the top climax, and solution for who have done it was unknown. My pressure stared increasing; the pen was slipping through my fingers due to the gallon’s of sweat emerging from my palms. My mind was like a tangled knot, where the method to solving the equation was trapped in a cage.

I was thinking hard on how to solve the endless equation, when Mum stormed into my room. The next moment, I could only hear her screaming, "Can you pass by something without breaking it? You are so " that sounded so terrible. “GROUNDED!” I was grounded, I was ordered to stay in my room for six day.

Answered by BrainlyDevilX
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A chilly Sunday morning, my window presented a magnificent view. The snow covered the whole backyard and reflected back the weak, wintry sunlight.i was sitting in my creaky old chair trying to solve a math’s algebraic question. My mind was in a total confusion as I had no idea of solving the equation. Dancing the pen in my hand I thought harder and harder about the question that was sitting in front of me, waiting to be untangled. It was like a detective story, were the situation has come to the top climax, and solution for who have done it was unknown. My pressure stared increasing; the pen was slipping through my fingers due to the gallon’s of sweat emerging from my palms. My mind was like a tangled knot, where the method to solving the equation was trapped in a cage.

I was thinking hard on how to solve the endless equation, when Mum stormed into my room. The next moment, I could only hear her screaming, "Can you pass by something without breaking it? You are so " that sounded so terrible. “GROUNDED!” I was grounded, I was ordered to stay in my room for six day.

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