hello, can someone write a story on why I should get a later bedtime using all 10 of these words it doesn't have to be long, and please keep it appropriate. Glance Agony Abrupt Frantic Cacophony Homophone Premonition Prevent Biography Biology

I believe I should have a later bedtime because it allows me more time to study/do homework such as biology without premonition! At first glance, staying up later means "less" sleep causes the brain agony because of the abrupt change in sleep, creating frantic feelings. But I think it instead prevents cacophony due to the quietness, and in the end creates a more productive environment.

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What a fun prompt! I hope this is what you're looking for!

Dear (whoever is supposed to be reading this paragraph. you fill in),

I cannot prevent my frantic scrambling to get assignments done, finish my studying, and do the things I want to do like (insert hobby or sport here), with such an early bedtime. By the time I finish one homework assignment and glance at the clock, it's already (insert what you think is a late time)! Take today as an example. I had to write a biography for English, had over 2 hours of Biology homework, and I had to figure out the meaning of words like cacophony, premonition, and homophone for this poetry assignment I was doing! By the time I have any spare time to do the things I want to do, it comes to an abrupt stop because (insert your current bedtime) comes! The agony of never being able to finish (insert a project you want to do) or even read (insert book name) is driving me crazy!

For these reasons, I think you should let me have a later bedtime.

Sincerely, (name here)

I hope this wasn't too long, I was having a lot of fun with it!

:)

alone =having no one else present.

waves come crashing to grey sullen shores.

powerful and strong, it breathes and roars.

cascading and caressing each grain of sand,

a warm embrace between sea and land.

high above, a seagull soars high.

wings of purity it spreads to fly.

battling high against darkened cloud,

in a wind that blows fiercely, flying graceful and proud.

beneath, the sand is soft and warm.

sculpted by nature, it's weathered the storm.

a passionate battle between calmness and rage,

a new chapter's beginning; don't turn the last page.

i listen again to the whispering waves,

music of nature calming and brave.

its power unknown, its stillness untamed,

mysterious and magical, a treasure earth claims.

plz mark brainliest

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