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Godzilla-Personal Narrative
When I was in fifth grade I was irritated for the very last time! This boy in my class, who believed in Godzilla, was always disturbed and sometimes he just got people in trouble for no reason. Well, one day he went to the principal to get some other boys in trouble and he said I was one of the boys who picked on him. I was framed for the third time by him and I was furious!

In the beginning, the principal called me up with some other boys and asked us what we did and they told him, but than he came to me."What did you do?" he questioned. I told him I did not do anything, the boy just said I did so I had to come. While I was so mad with my fist clenched and anger flowing through me like waves, I heard all of them arguing and I smelled

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