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Robbery of Souls
In my younger days, I dreamed pasts the
present and wondering in the blank, white, space.
Outside was just another cloudy day.
My head was feeling pain;I hate headaches.
However,my imagination didn't balk me from
reaching the apex of my daydream.
Just then, a slender,misconstructed man walked by ;he seemed
like static and walked by like a blurry memory.
So then the slender man walked to the bank lady in bashfulness ,and whispered to the woman.
From a warm beautiful smile,it wrinkled all
away to an everyday face .
Her impression made her look as if
She saw a monster .
Afterwards,the slender man walked steadedly and
in a quick pace;the bank lady reached out under the table
besides her and touched something that made the doors
to armored gates of a castle.
Just then,men in black came in through the armored gates
and raided me,my family,aunt and uncle and their child with riddles
After my turn, all I wanted to know if the lollipops were made
Out of sugar, or something harder.
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This article shows what I felt like 10 years ago when I was a child while at a chase bank, a man tried to rob the bank in discrete. This was a personal experience/true story.