Personal Narrative: Gwen's House Of Horrors

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Thank you for your concern. Thank you so, so much for your concern. Honestly, I didn't think anyone was interested in my story. If I had to go through the horrors that I have for the sole purpose of gaining this story, than this story must be important. With those things said, I promise that I won't disappoint you at all.

I'm typing this email from the office of the new location, far away from the pizzeria. The name of the new location is Gwen's House of Horrors, and it's built out of an old grocery store. My new office is a rather pleasant one, if you can get over the smell wafting through the vents.

My new job doesn't give me much, but since I don't have to eat, the only bills I have to pay for are the electricity and the internet. Those

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