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Personal Narrative: A Good Guy In Blue
A good guy in blue came, like my favorite color.

“Police! Everyone, stop what you are doing.” More good guys in blue entered and after appeasing everyone and taking us to a corner the first guy that enters asked us, the kids. “We received a call from one of you youngster about some bad people and a problem besides the obvious water problem, who was it” Mommy still embraced me so it took time until I could release myself and boast about my heroic contribution since I wanted to look presentable.

“Me, I call” I said and mom reach for me again as if to say to shut up. The police came to me and came down to my eye level.

“Hi, boy. Can you explained me where are the bad guys?” I nodded and signaled to the white robe fake grown up doctors. “Them?”
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