Thrawn died during the climactic Battle of Bilbringi at the hands of his Noghri bodyguard, Rukh, who had discovered the duplicitous oppression of Honoghr for which Thrawn was responsible. Rukh crept up behind Thrawn as he was sitting in his command chair and stabbed him through the chest from behind the chair.
Nearly ten years had passed since the Dursleys had woken up to find their nephew on the front step, but Privet Drive had hardly changed at all. The sun rose on the same tidy front gardens and lit up the brass number four on the Dursleys' front door; it crept into their living room, which was almost exactly the same as it had been on the night when Mr. Dursley had seen that fateful news report about the owls. Only the photographs on the mantelpiece really showed how much time had passed. Ten years ago, there had been lots of pictures of what looked like a large pink beach ball wearing different-colored bonnets -- but Dudley Dursley was no longer a baby, and now the photographs showed a large blond boy riding his first bicycle, on a carousel at the fair, playing a computer game with his father, being hugged and kissed by his mother. The room held no sign at all that another boy lived in the house, too.
NO. A terrorist is a person who performs terrorism. The definition of terrorism is rather straightforward. Terrorism is determined by having the following definition with six distinct parts: (1) an act by a person (2) who uses violence (3) against civilian populations (4) in order to provoke fear among that civilian population (5) in order to instigate for political change in the country where the civilians were attacked (6) in line with the preferences of the person who used the violence.Since Winnie the Pooh is a person, he could be a terrorist, but fails to qualify since he does not perform any of the requisite parts of the test for terrorism.(1) an act by a person: Yes. Winne the Pooh does actions.(2) who uses violence: No. Winnie the Pooh is non-violent.(3) against civilian populations: No. Winnie the Pooh does not harm civilians.(4) in order to provoke fear among that civilian population: No. Winnie the Pooh would not know fear if it crept up right behind him.(5) in order to instigate for political change in the country where the civilians were attacked: No. Winnie the Pooh has never manifested any political opinion.(6) in line with the preferences of the person who used the violence: No. See above.
Horror Galaby J. Robbins"That was the best movie I've ever seen," said Pavel, causing his friends Damien and Nikko to groan and roll their eyes."You said the same thing after all six movies we've watched today," Nikko replied."For a film history major, you sure don't have very high expectations," agreed Damien."Well, this time I'm sure it was the best," retorted Pavel. "Even Professor Bram would have to agree that any movie with werewolves, vampires, ghosts, and pirates is a masterpiece. The only thing missing was Frankenstein's monster!"The three friends ducked into a darkened doorway to avoid the crowd of moviegoers. The 40th Annual Horror Movie Gala had drawn a record number of people to the Nolan Movie Theater. Pavel, Damien, and Nikko had taken time off work and arrived at the movie theater before dawn to fit in as much movie-watching time as possible."Let's fuel up on snacks before the next movie starts," suggested Damien. Nikko nodded enthusiastically, but Pavel's attention was drawn to the door behind him. He turned the knob, and the door creaked open."What are you doing?" Nikko asked. "The sign says 'Keep out.' ""Signs always say that," replied Pavel. "That shouldn't stop us from taking advantage of an unlocked door. At the very least we can get out of this crowd." Damien looked at the door nervously. The dim lighting created a spooky atmosphere."I don't think this is a good idea," he told his friends. "We make fun of people in movies who wander into creepy places and then act all surprised when they get eaten by werewolves!""There are no werewolves in here," Pavel laughed. "But just in case, make sure the door doesn't lock behind you." They crept forward into the darkness. Thick carpeting beneath their feet gave way to cold concrete. The sound of cheerful moviegoers vanished and was replaced with the eerie echoes of their footsteps."This may have been a huge mistake," whispered Pavel. "Let's turn back." As he spoke, a bright light flashed all around him, and he stumbled backward into Damien."What are you doing here?" demanded a gruff voice. As Pavel's eyes adjusted to the light, he saw an elderly man glaring at him from behind an antique writing desk."We didn't mean to disturb you, sir," Nikko answered. "My friends and I will just head back the way we came.""Good," replied the stranger. "It's a devil of a shame that a man can't be left in peace in his own movie theater." Pavel's eyes widened as he realized that the stranger was C. Topher Nolan, the original owner of the Nolan Movie Theater and founder of the Horror Gala. The three friends raced back through the passage and past the concession stand. They stood outside in the blinding afternoon sun and tried to catch their breath."Can you believe we got to see Mr. Nolan in person?" Pavel asked his friends excitedly."Pavel, that can't have been C. Topher Nolan," replied Damien, his eyes wide. "He passed away in 1963." Pavel's smile faded as he looked at his ashen-faced friends."Then who did we just-" he started to ask."Let's just chalk it up to our overactive imaginations," interrupted Nikko. "We probably just watched too many horror movies today.""Right," Damien agreed uneasily. "There's no other explanation." The three friends squinted at each other in the bright sun and tried to convince themselves that the only supernatural events in the Nolan Movie Theater were those happening on the screen.
ONCE THERE WERE three orphans who lived in a small house that had a garden, because they had no rice fields and no one to hunt for them, each night they would lay sharp shells and sticks across their garden path. In this way, they would catch an occasional wild boar for food. But though they would manage to trap a wily animal in their front yard from time to time, it would always be eaten by the vultures or other wild animals because they had no fire on which to roast themeat. Only the giantess, Bekat, had fire. The children were thin and hungry. One day they could stand it no longer. They had just caught a large boar in their garden, and now they decided to ask Bekat for fire. ―Bekat, Bekat,” the children called in giantess’ garden. The giantess came out of her house. She was larger than a house, and the children trembled but tried not to show it. ―What do you want?” asked the giantess. When she spoke, the children could see her sharp teeth. ―We have come to ask for fire,‖ replied the children. ―That is easy to have,” said the giantess wickedly. ―But you must give me a hog in exchange for it.” The children looked at each other in dismay. One whispered, ―How is that? If we get the fire and give her the boar, we will be as hungry we were before!” ―I have a plan,” whispered his sister.” Let us pretend to leave.” ―Yes,” said the third child, ―then let us follow her into her house and steal fire when she is not looking. So the children pretended to look sad. ―We have no hog,‖ they told the giantess. ―Then you cannot have fire!‖ bellowed Bekat. The giantess stomped back into her house. The children crept along its walls and peered into the house of Bekat. There she was in the corner, taking the tangles out of her matted hair. In the middle of the room was a small fire. The children tiptoed in, walking in the shadows. Then they grabbed a burning twig and ran home as fast as they could, taking care not to put out the fire. The children joyfully cut up the wild boar’s meat and roasted it over their fire. However, Bekat smelled their cooking and followed the smoke to the children’s house. ―Ah ha!” she exclaimed. ―You took fire from me! You must give me part of what you have to eat, or I shall roast you on my fire!” The children let her sit with them. Bekat took their food baskets and took charge of dividing the meat. The bones and tough parts she dropped into the children’s baskets, and the fat and slices she kept for herself. The children looked at each other. Then, one of them said, ―Let us swim in the river before we eat. Can you dive well?” he asked Bekat.―We can dive very well,” he continued boastfully. Bekat followed them to the river. The children dived into the water first; then they surfaced and said, ―Your turn, Bekat. Do you know how?” Bekat dived; she had a difficult time coming up because she was so heavy. While she was still in the water, the children raced back to the house. They emptied Bekat’s food basket and put the meat into theirs. They poured large stones into Bekat’s basket and then they h id on a branch of a tree growing near the river. Bekat came out of the water and called the children. There was no answer, so she resumed to their house. She did not see them there either, so she picked up her food basket and went home. When she opened it to eat the boar meat, she set up aa great howl. The children had tricked her! She stomped through the forest, breaking young trees and kicking up bushes in her fury. Coming to the river, she saw the children’s reflections in the water; they had not moved from their hiding place on the tree. Bekat thought the children were hiding in the water. She dived but could not find them there. when she came out, she looked up and saw where they were. The children screamed. ―Oh, Kabunian,” they prayed, ―Save usnow!” The giantess laughed an evil laugh. She took an axe out of her pocket and began to hick at the tree. ―Oh, Kabunian,” prayed the children again, ―Let her not hit the tree; Let her hit her knee instead.” The giantess suddenly gave a great yelp. She had cut off her leg at the knee so she fell over backward and died. That was the end of the giantess Bekat. It's to be an orphan with two other ppl with u and meet a giant although it can be a tall person. So ya. Bai
The same: crept.
Crept is the correct spelling.
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His first official job was to check out the distant fire. He crept in to discover the trolls sitting around it. He attempted to pick the pocket of one of them but was caught.
The future tense of crept is will creep.
Crept is a verb. It is past tense of creep.
Crept is already the past tense of creep.
The present tense of crept is creep.
the crept in the house is very harmful.
The lion crept up on the unsuspecting prey.
The burgular slowly crept up the stairs.
The past tense of "creep" is "crept".