Example Of A Frank-Personal Narrative

“ this isn’t your fucking place . ” THEY’RE TWO TEAKETTLES : matt’s already reaching the boiling point while frank’s heat has only just begun to rise . no matter what they’re both boiling throwing off waves of DISCONTENT . they always end up here , always meet at a head . it’s getting old . IT’S GETTING PATHETIC . “ well , RED , guess you’re gonna be chasin’ me down until you’re in your grave , yeah ? ” he rises from his hunched position , swallowing pain down like a pill . ( USE THAT PAIN ) . first steps are wobbly , but the man collects himself and returns to a solid form . he isn’t giving into matt’s endeavor . he never will . “ YOU GONNA TAKE ME DOWN , RED ? you gonna show me what the devil looks like when he’s really trying , yeah ? COME ON , save your goddamn breath . ”

” THEY’RE TWO TEAKETTLES : matt’s already reaching the boiling point while frank’s heat has only just begun to rise . no matter what they’re both boiling throwing off waves of DISCONTENT . they always end up here , always meet at a head . it’s getting old . IT’S GETTING PATHETIC . “ well , RED , guess you’re gonna be chasin’ me down until you’re in your grave , yeah ? ” he rises from his hunched position , swallowing pain down like a pill . ( USE THAT PAIN ) . first steps are wobbly , but the man collects himself and returns to a solid form . he isn’t giving into matt’s endeavor . he never will . “ YOU GONNA TAKE ME DOWN , RED ? you gonna show me what the devil looks like when he’s really trying , yeah ? COME ON , save your goddamn breath .