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Personal Narrative: Cleaning The Attic

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One fall day in October, I decided to clean the attic. The attic was starting to get full so I thought it was time to clean it out. As I was cleaning it out I found some dead rats and mice. There were a lot of boxes but one of them stood out. In the old box was a mask. I lifted the mask from the box and admired its beauty. I feel like the mask was a magical mask. I feel like it would bring good things to me. The colors are amazing red, blue, green, yellow, purple, orange, gray, and pink. All the colors make it look and feel magical. I felt different as I slowly put the wooden mask over my face. When i peered through the eyes of the mask, I felt happy, and somewhat evil. I felt like I could fly and look at the future

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