Personal Narrative

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I still remember the day when I first realized I hurt someone I soon regretted what I said, me saying harmful words to other people, posting embarrassing photos of other people. One night, I posted a photo and a threatend status online about this one person. The day when I realized I played the wrong game with the wrong person. The date was June 6th, 1976 at 3 am, I was driving and I received a message from my phone. A message that haunts me today, “you will regret what you just posted about me” –Unknown number. I had a frightened look on my face, but I still proceeded to type out the words “you deserved it”, I don’t know what came over me and why I did it as I tried to hit the send button, my car crashed into another vehicle leaving me unconscious. …show more content…
I saw my phone on the ground with the messenger app opened, “did you regret what you said?” –Unknown. I tried to exit my messenger, but it didn’t work and froze the phone. I stood up and ran away, it felt like I was running for years. I took my phone and proceeded to text “get away from me!” I normally don’t get scared, but what I was going through shed some tears. “To wake up, first you have to suffer and change for good” –Unknown. What I read was unbelievable, was the unknown number saying that I was in a coma? I ran for hours and found nothing until I found an old house with lights in it, it seemed pretty sketchy but what choice did I have. What I was going through seemed like a living

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