Rum And Coke-Personal Narrative

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As I’m driving towards the house my heart starts pounding and my palms start sweating. I’m driving down the driveway and I was so nervous that I almost couldn’t focus on driving. As I walked into the house I saw her and had to put on a fake smile and went and sat down. She did what she normally does and poured me a rum and coke, she gave it to me and went to sit down. Because I knew I would probably need the rum and coke before I say what I was gonna say I sculled it and got up to poor myself another one. When I got back she asked if was ok I said “yes” back sternly before taking a sip of the new rum and coke. At this point I decided to
“Mary” I said, “sit down, I have something to tell you”.
I thought I’d start with some positives, you know to soften the blow.
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You will be a great mother but I cant be a father because as I am a police officer I don’t want the kid to make me not do my job as well”.
She said “So what are you saying you want a divorce”.
I took a big gulp before saying “Well yeah because I was also hoping to go travelling in the next few years which with the kid around I cant do”.
“Ok well ill go make you supper”. She said.
“No!” I said.
She didn’t listen and continued to make me dinner I stood up and went to look at the window and once again I said
“Don’t cook me supper I am leaving”
I heard her coming up behind before felling a massive bang on the top of my head and then I fell to the ground and could feel myself dying I couldn’t believe what had happened she had killed

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