Personal Narrative

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A few years ago I remember walking home from school. Mind you I thought I was very handsome back in those days, I had soft, dark brown hair, I went to the gym every day, I was fit and healthy, personally I thought I was a ladies man and I still am (I think). Anyways, I was almost home and then my mind turns blank. Blank. I can’t remember what happened to me but I remember what happened after…
My eyes slowly opened. My vision was blurred but I could see two of everything. I could smell leather. My hands were trembling, I didn’t even have the energy to pick myself up from the floor. Then it hit me, I was inside some kind of old van. I could see windows with a bright light shining through and 2 rows of rusty metal seats on both sides of me. I
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Then the hard part, crawling out of the window without getting stabbed by sharp pieces of glass… I slowly placed my hand outside of the school bus and slowly climbed out, I did get a few cuts, and I looked around to see absolutely nothing so I walked on. After doing 10 minutes of walking I finally came across a little run down house with two cars parked outside. I walked in but I didn’t want to be seen so I quickly stood behind the wall where there were 5 tall, fat men in the next room sat at a table playing with cards, the smell of alcohol took over the house, I overheard them …show more content…
You can’t leave him inside that school bus forever now can ya?”
Turns out it was these guys who kidnapped me, as I listened on.
“Don’t worry we’ll get him out soon” the boss chuckled.
Revenge? Me? For what? I’ve never come across these men in my life! Why do they want me?
And then I heard heavy breathing behind me; my heart pounded against my chest, my legs turned to jelly and a hand the size of a basketball pressed against my shoulder weighing the left side of my body down, my soul almost jumped out of my body.

“Hey boss, look who I found lurking around haha” he chuckled
“Aaah clever boy managed to escape huh?” the boss said while he put his cards down.
The guy gave me an intimidating look and threw me to ‘the boss’ who grabbed my collar with a tight grip and asked me
“Where’s your dad?”
His breath smelt like he hadn’t brushed his teeth in days I almost passed out.
“I don’t know, back at home I guess” I replied.
“Do you know why you’re here?” he whispered.
“Nope” I replied.
“Well you know how your dad used to be a big time criminal? Yeah well he was my best friend once upon a time” he said with a grin on his face
My jaw dropped, why would anyone want to be friends with this

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