Psy Final Project Personal Narrative

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p Final Project: Personal Narrative My name is _____. I am five years old, and I live with my little brother, my Mommy, and Daddy. I have Hershey kiss colored eyes, and dark, curly hair. Mommy always makes banana curls, and I look like Shirley Temple. I do not mind, because Shirley Temple is pretty. Daddy calls me his puppy because I follow him all around the house. I believe in Santa Claus, and the Tooth Fairy, and I say my prayers every night. Our third floor apartment has a coal stove in the bright yellow kitchen, on an old linoleum floor. The floor is so old that I do not know what the color is. Mommy is always scrubbing it on her hands and knees, and I think she scrubbed the color away. Sometimes, as a special treat, Daddy will let me go to the coal cellar, where he shovels coal into a big black thing with fire in it. It is three floors down from our apartment, so he dressed me warm. Then we go to the woodshed out back, and we get wood. I love the smell of the wood and the coal because it means we will be warm. On sunny days, mommy lets me go out to play in front of our building. She tells me not to go anywhere else, and she always comes to the front porch to look down and see me. I love to play jump rope, and hop scotch. One day, while I was playing two big boys crossed street. Each one is carrying an amber colored glass bottle. Grabbing my arms on each side, they drag me to the woodshed. I smell the wood, and it is dark, because there are no windows, and it seems like I cannot breathe. I hear them laughing as they pull off my clothes. My eyes are closed to shut out the horror. I hear glass shattering. One of them puts the broken bottle into my private place. I scream. When I scream, the other one urinates in my mouth. I retreat into myself, and I am no longer mentally there. When they are finished, they dress me, and tell me if I tell anyone,

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