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King Arthur's Life-Personal Narrative

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Once upon a time, there was a fish, a gold fish named Goldy the Golden Goldfish. Now this goldfish wasn’t entirely happy with its life as a simple household fish but that’s not important right now. What is important is the owner of the fish, Sir Jeff. Now Sir Jeff was a young, handsome, dashing and strapping, virile, magnificent, heroic, terribly masculine knight. In fact he was also the bravest and most secure knight of all of the knights of King Arthur’s court. Any quest, any competition, any situation was nothing that Sir Jeff couldn’t handle. He had killed countless spiders, 54 trolls, 34 phoenixes, 10 griffins, 3 dragons and the great snake of destiny, at least according to his twitter bio. Though he was a young, handsome, dashing …show more content…

Every turn, every step, every breath, every everything reminded him that he one day he was going to die. He tried to bottle up these feelings inside of him and repress them into submission but the matter was too pushing. Do I matter? What happens after I die? What’s the point of living if the heat death of the universe is inevitable? Thursday night at three forty-two Sir Jeff lay awake. Per the usual he was thinking over his own mortal existence and decided that he had had enough. He was going to find the meaning in his life even if it killed him. So he threw himself out of bed and put on him armor. On his chest plate he had a star. The five points of the star represented nothing because it was just a picture of a star that looked nice and had no deeper meaning. And once he had finished putting on his completely literal armor he set out to consult the wisest man in all of …show more content…

Sir Jeff was confused by this answer but since it had the tone of a joke he laughed awkwardly and went on with his quest. Again he thought, “Who could find for me, in the recesses of their mind, answer to the most unanswerable question that has ever faced humanity?” After pulling out his contact list and looking for someone who could answer this burning question he saw the name of Merlin the great magician. Again he thought to himself “Oh what great knowledge this man possesses! Surely he has an answer to this great question.” So Sir Jeff went out to find Merlin. Since Merlin was quite an elusive fellow and rarely answered his magic mirror Sir Jeff’s hopes were suddenly dashed down. But when all hope seemed lost Harry the Happy Herring chimed in, “Hey, me and Merlin are like mega tight I could probably hook you up with the deats on his locals.” So Harry the Happy Herring guided sir Jeff towards the home of

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