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Personal Narrative: A Story Of A Teenage Girl
The teenage girl suspiciously looked around to make sure no one saw what she was doing. She snuck a pack of earrings in her sapphire colored purse, as she went around Claire’s in Old Orchard Mall. When the girl went towards the exit, the security guard Immediately stopped her. He then asked her to empty out her pockets. “ I didn’t take anything.” she said with a tremor in her voice. Once she walked past the censor knowing what was going to happen, it started beeping loudly and obnoxiously.
She stood by the serious policemen while she was waiting for her mom. She was extremely apprehensive about what her mom was going to say. The let her go after she said she would never do it again. On that hot Sunday afternoon the teenage girl learned her
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