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Personal Narrative-It's Raid With Rage
I WAS RABID WITH RAGE like I’ve never been before, I felt pure chaos run through my veins. When I first saw her sneak off with her shoulders rounded and tense I knew right away she was running away from something. When I saw the bruise on her arm I felt the need to protect her, she’s not mine but something about her made me want to see to it she was safe. And I also knew without a doubt I was going to find this Trevor man and ruin his life. I decided to take her to a restaurant I co-owned with a good friend of mine. She looked stunning sitting next to me in my car, I knew she was hesitant we barely knew one another. I was going to change that very soon. We pulled up to Fusion and I saw her eyes light up in awe “we are

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