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Personal Narrative: Fortunato

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Fifty years ago I got revenge on my enemy, Fortunato, for something awful that happened. In fact, his dead body is still in the catacombs of my basement. It is now time to confess what he had done to me to make me feel the way I did. It all started about fifty five years ago when I was only twenty years old. I had just met Isabella when I wasn’t paying attention, ran into her on the street, and caused her to drop everything she was carrying. I quickly apologized, grabbed all of the items I caused her to drop, and handed them back to her. At that moment our eyes met, and I asked if she wanted to have dinner with me sometime. She thought about it for a moment and agreed to meet me for dinner that night at 8:00. I couldn’t believe my luck, she had actually agreed to go on a date with me. I raced straight home to get ready, as it was already 7:00. Once I got cleaned up and ready for the date I left to go to the restaurant of her choice; I was hoping everything would end up working out. Every part of our date went perfectly, so I asked her out again, and she agreed. After that date went just as smooth, we officially became a real couple, and I couldn’t have been more pleased about it. After we had been dating …show more content…

It read “Montresor, I am so sorry, but I just can not marry. I have met someone else, Fortunato. Surely you know him, as he was your best man. Well anyway, I just realized that he is better for me and can take care of all of my needs, whereas I’m not sure that you are capable of doing so. I am sorry this is just something I have to do, but I will always love you.” That’s when I realized Fortunato’s plan all along. He didn’t care about being my friend; he just wanted to be in the wedding to convince Isabella I was the wrong man for her. I was upset. Not at Isabella. Not at myself. I was upset with Fortunato, and I was gonna get him back for stealing the love of my

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