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Personal Narrative-Jealousy

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Those narrow eyes turned into pinnacles of hatred, once again. Indeed, Ava had become a woman completely void of a soul and filled with bounding jealousy and rage. So, wrought with the red fangs of rancor was she, that it would have haunted those who knew her, if only, they had understood the depths of her contempt. Assuredly gliding her tongue along her thin, upper lip and reveling in her hardness of heart, she was eager to be free again, that is, after Hooker took care of that bitch. Maybe after. she'd buy herself a new celibratory hat. Or, take Black Brian out for a few drinks. Maybe even hit up her favorite slots. Even though she had a sense of elation, seated before the steel tables of the County Jail, she watched the news of her

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