Personal Narrative Analysis

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Sir, I was walking home minding my own business when a guy came up behind me. He had, what felt like, a gun to my back. He said, “give me your wallet and you won't get hurt.” I gave him my wallet and then he ran off. I turned to see what he may look like. He was a six foot tall white male wearing a black hoodie. He was heading west on 5th avenue. Please help.

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Sweetheart, my wallet was taken! Someone came up behind me with a weapon to my back. He told me to give him my wallet and I won't get hurt. I gave him the wallet and he ran. I only got a slight look at what the guy looked like. Hopefully they catch him.

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Mom, my wallet was stolen. A man came up behind me and said “give me your wallet and you won't

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