Personal Narrative: My Dad

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"Hi I'm Michael and i'm here to kill you."

at this point i can't contain my emotions and i start crying hysterically.

"woah woah baby doll i was only kidding" he says with half a chuckle.

"well,maybe...if you misbehave..."

im now shaking,afraid, but i speak up anyways.very calm making sure not to piss him off so he won't go all psycho killer on me i say

" you know my dad has me tracked right?he's a cop and he will be here any minute so have fun in jail dickface"

i improvised the best i could making sure i didn't make eye contact with him.

he again laughed but this time harder as he said " which dad love? the one in prison or your foster "dad" he said using finger quotes as he grinned. " thats right,i must have forgot to mention that

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