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Personal Narrative: Every Villain Is Lying
The Ladder When I was walking to my bus stop to go to school I was half asleep. I was a ways away from the bus stop when I saw a boy that looked like he was a little bigger than me. I never saw this boy before, maybe he was a new student at my school. When I was approaching the boy he looked like he was signaling like he wanted me to follow him. I always had a curious bone in my body so I thought why not, my like is pretty boring right now. The boy starting going into an alley that I have never been into. When I turned the corner it seemed like the boy disappeared. There was just a piece of paper on the floor with a puzzle piece on it. It said E.V.I. L. and under that t said Every Villain Is Lying. At the bottom of the puzzle piece said my name, Josh McDonough. I took a step into the alley and picked up the note. I heard footsteps in the distance. I decided to follow the noise thinking it was the boy. My face hit something like an invisible glass. Red pixels formed a keyboard and above it asked for my name. I typed my name and the pixels when away and so did the invisible glass. Curiosity and …show more content…
I ran into the first Level to get Duncan’s stick. When I got in the first Level a chill went down my spine. This was a horrible idea and I knew it. I ran for the stick realizing I had little time. I picked up the stick and started out of the Level. The door was closed. The door was closed.
I stood there frozen, shocked, not knowing what to do. I heard the screams of the boys yelling for me. Then they all when away just like that. I was dead meat and I knew it. The Reapers scared the living daylights out of me. How was I supposed to survive a night will seven of them? I go to find somewhere to hide, and fast. Where was I gonna go, but what if I ran right into the home of the seven Reapers. I looked around and there was a hole on the top of the side of the Level. Hopefully, I could fit in there. I started to climb

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