Personal Narrative Essay: The Awakening

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As I was walking down the stairs with the creek of the old rudget wood, my cold heart began to tremble. Glancing with my dark brown eyes,the small doorknob began to turn. I saw a light flashing, and I knew then that I was going to figure out what was Does behind that tiny door. I started to walk towards the tiny door as the flashing light got brighter and brighter. Clutching my hands on the knob, a dark large shadow appeared. Walking closer, I had found the flashlight that was shining brighter than the sun but suddenly a loud noise appeared in the distance of the basement. I knew right then that I needed to get out of my basement, so I went to go get a snack. Later that day my mom wanted me to get some cans of green beans from the basement.

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