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Personal Narrative: The Ripple Of Anxiety
At this moment I saw myself, except I wasn't scared, or angry or even surprised; I was instead like a still pool of water tranquil without a ripple of fear or anxiety. I began walking forward with even steps before arriving at the front door. Upon my arrival, I found that the person I faced was unequivocally the same as the man who was bereft of his life in my kitchen. “Vasery, it’s a pleasure to see you. Why don’t we go into the dining room for a chat! I just so happen to have finished making dinner but a moment
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