Personal Narrative: The Grievers

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More like wetting my pants at first sight. The time that I fought the Griever honestly I didn’t know what the outcome of the fight would be. I was absolutely terror-stricken. The Griever was like a giant robot from your worst nightmares. It terrorized me with its shears and gears and its clicking and whirring noises. The Grievers were in my opinion solely made to terrify everyone and everything. They were purely and utterly savage. Even after the first encounter they seemed just as petrifying, maybe even more. The Grievers were one thing that you would NOT want to meet face to face mostly because it would devour your face.

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