The Rhino-Personal Narrative

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Surprised, I then shouted, "Is anyone home."

I heard nothing.

The sound was quiet along with it being dark inside as well.

I then slowly walked to the door.

This feeling I felt about walking in the house felt so suspenseful and scary.

Once I reached the door, I heard a woman scream, "Help," and then I ran downstairs to check out what was going on.

Just when I reached the bottom of the stairs, a man with a knife stabbed me in the chest and smiled.

The person then ripped my guts out. I was dead.

I then got resurrected.

Out of nowhere, I saw the Rhino randomly appear.

The Rhino then said, "Bitch, time to write the current history of your life so far and pleasure the wholly fuck out of you boy and have some fun boy."

I then got
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The Rhino then said, "Well buddy; you were born 30 years ago. You lived in Las Vegas all your life. You got married when you were 20 years old. You fucked a few women in your life. You are having an affair with the girl you are looking at your church; interesting."

"You do know that you love sex, don't you," said the Rhino.

I then said, "What the fuck," and the Rhino then said, "Of course you do."

"Get ready to feel the romance of your life happen before I take you to the death camp, where fucking just isn’t an option no more boy," said the Rhino.

The Rhino then teleported me again to another room.

I was in another room with ten women inside.

The ten women unchained me and then threw me on a bed.

They stripped my pants down and ripped my top
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I then was outside and read the sign that said the town of Salem.

I then looked surprised and then noticed that there were no cars around anywhere.

I then walked up to a person and said, "Excuse me, where are the cars."

The person then said, "What is a car?"

I then said, "Never mind," and the man then said, "Today is going to be a big day."

"Why," I asked the man.

"Oh because of the executions of the witches," said the man.

I then asked the man, "What year is it."

The man then said, "Oh what, are you tickling my balls son, it is 1692."

I then looked surprised and said, "What it's 1692."

"Of course it is; there something wrong son."

I then said, "No and" the man then said, "By the way, my name is Hershel."

I then looked shocked and was thinking what the hell is going on. Why is what’s happening today happening today? Why am I experiencing what I am experiencing today?

Then just before I could take a step, a man grabbed me by the arms and dragged me to a courthouse

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