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Personal Narrative: A Walk Into The Cafeteria
Today as I was walking into the cafeteria; there was a paper on the every door that said “Due to the incident on November 14, Cheez-its are no longer allowed in the cafeteria! Thank you for your cooperation.” Every kid in the whole grade was wondering if the paper was real or a joke. The whole lunch period, everyone was talking about the new rule and how they thought it was nonsense. The sixth graders were telling everyone different stories about why Cheez-its are abandon from our school.

One group of kids were saying someone choked on some Cheez-its and died. Another group was saying there was a food fight with Cheez-its. I didn’t know who to believe but both of them are bad and against school rules. Then my friend reminded my lunch table
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