Personal Narrative: Fate

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I'm not sure how fate works, but I think fate is what brought me to her I didn't mean for any of this to happen, I was just at the wrong place at the wrong time. But if I wasn't there I might still be alive. It was cold outside, colder than normal. I shivered as I stumbled through the all too familiar forest path. I like to walk through here at night, it gives me time to think. Something seemed off about tonight. Something wasn't right. It might have been the sudden change in weather, but I couldn't shake the feeling that something was going to happen. My breath started to hitch. I could feel the blood running through my veins. My fingers started to tighten as my heart beat against my chest. I sat against a tree and looked to my left. What
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