Personal Narrative-Sam

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Wendy, Jamal, and I were making our usual walk from school, when I noticed a strange house on our street. I asked Wendy about it, and she seemed to of never noticed it. The next day I went to school it seemed as if everyone was talking about that strange house on my street. Most people gossiping said it had only recently been abandoned. About two years ago a husband and wife lived there, but something tragic happened. The husband went out of his mind, he killed his wife and himself. Everyday we walked down that sidewalk, and everyday we passed the house. It seemed as if it was just sitting there, waiting for its next victim. When I’m not walking with Jamal I get too scared and decide to take the other way around. Looking at the old
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