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The Diemz-Personal Narrative

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I walked into my favorite lunch place The Diemz. It seemed to be a regular day, until I had finished eating. That’s when I asked the waiter for my check so I could back to class. He looked at me, then he broke into a nosebleed as he continued to have a blank expression on his face. He turned towards the kitchen and screamed “JARED”. Then he fell onto the floor, his face soaked in blood. I stared at his motionless body for a few seconds that seemed more like hours. The next thing I knew, I was running. Faster and faster, and it seemed like I was never going to slow down. I finally ran out of breath, and stopped to catch some. I decided that I had to back to the cafe, so I began to walk back deliriously. When I finally arrived back at the scene,

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