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Personal Narrative: Double Doors
We walked into the lunchroom, through the double doors
Food mopped off the linoleum floors.
I walked to my table with my tray
Chicken again today… yay!
I bite into my mashed potatoes
Some kid next me had halos
I eat the chicken cold and dry
I should have gotten deli, I don’t know why
I sat with my friends, Jim and Tom
My friend, Blaire sat with her friend, Ron.
Jim brought his chips.
Tom was grossed out and bit his lips.
I made a face
Blaire claims the chips were a disgrace
She then said, “A little amount in a bag?
It’s so annoying it makes me gag.”

We eat our lunch
In our tiny, friendly bunch
The kid in the table next to ours begins to make a mess
Spilling his strawberry milk makes the monitors stress
The boys then began to nag
A lady with
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