Personal Narrative: Oranges Ending

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Oranges Ending
We were walking out of the drugstore saying to myself, “I need to pay the lady back, she saved my life.”
It was only us on the street.
Then suddenly we heard sirens as loud as a screech of a banshee. Both of us at the same time looked straight at each other’s eyes, and said what we were taught in elementary “Get in the underground bunkers.”
This siren meant a nuclear attack was about to take place in five minutes. Unfortunately, since we were in a very remote town the nearest bunker was a ten-minute walk. We had no choice so we had to “Duck and cover!”
We had the narrowest chance of surviving. It was like taking a shot in the dark. So we held our hands and heard the strike. I said, “Please don’t take me

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