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Personal Narrative: My Helicopter

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As I sitting in my room, playing GTA 5, I started to wish that I could be in the game itself.
All of a sudden, all I saw that I was near the prison. As I looked around, I saw a brown duffle bag filled to the top with guns, ammo, grenades, mines, homing beacons, rpgs, and sticky bombs. When I pulled out my phone to see who I was. I was Micheal. The retired heist artist.

When I saw no vehicle, I called up Merryweather to bring me a helicopter. As I was waiting for my helicopter to arrive, my friend’s multiplayer character rolled up with a new Bugatti. “Hey look it’s Michael!” my friend said. Yeah it is I thought. Then I started to wonder how I got here.

I went to my friend at the laboratory to see how I can get back to the real world. He

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