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Personal Narrative: I M Officer Rodriguez's Death Story
I'm officer Rodriguez. I'm here to tell you about the death of a nine year old girl.In here you gonna see the whole story of a little girl. While I was looking at the girl body I tell myself "what kind of girl she was". Well, I'm not gonna stay here telling the crime scene. It was December 24,1933, it was a beautiful day with the sun out in the sky.There was a boy named Brian and he was walking to playground.Brian was bored so he went to play with his friends Bob and Julio.They all went to play baseball for an hour.They had all gotten
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