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I move    Perhaps I have wakened    This is a bed    This is a room5   And there is light . . .    Darkness!    Have I performed    The dozen acts or so    That make me the man10   Men see?    The door opens,    And on the landing    Quiet    I see nothing but the blinding pain15   The ceaseless weariness!    Stairs, banisters, a handrail,    All indistinguishable from one another    One step farther down or up    But up is harder20   And I stumble    Down, down, down to this white blur    As it gives out before me.    Me?    I extend all ways25   Flailing about    A desperate attempt to right myself    I fit into the walls and they pull me.    Light?    Light, I know it is light!30   Stillness and then    Something moves    Green, oh green, dazzling lightning    And elation    This is my room35   There are my books    There the piano    There the final bar I wrote    There the last line    And oh the sunlight!5Read these lines from the passage.I movePerhaps I have wakenedThis is a bedThis is a roomAnd there is light . . .Darkness!What do these lines convey about the narrator? A. The narrator feels weak. B. The narrator feels tired. C. The narrator feels confused. D. The narrator feels frightened.

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I move    Perhaps I have wakened    This is a bed    This is a room5   And there is light . . .    Darkness!    Have I performed    The dozen acts or so    That make me the man10   Men see?    The door opens,    And on the landing    Quiet    I see nothing but the blinding pain15   The ceaseless weariness!    Stairs, banisters, a handrail,    All indistinguishable from one another    One step farther down or up    But up is harder20   And I stumble    Down, down, down to this white blur    As it gives out before me.    Me?    I extend all ways25   Flailing about    A desperate attempt to right myself    I fit into the walls and they pull me.    Light?    Light, I know it is light!30   Stillness and then    Something moves    Green, oh green, dazzling lightning    And elation    This is my room35   There are my books    There the piano    There the final bar I wrote    There the last line    And oh the sunlight!5Read these lines from the passage.I movePerhaps I have wakenedThis is a bedThis is a roomAnd there is light . . .Darkness!What do these lines convey about the narrator? A. The narrator feels weak. B. The narrator feels tired. C. The narrator feels confused. D. The narrator feels frightened.

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C. The narrator feels confused.

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