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Personal Narrative: When The Cops
When I was 8 years old when I was sent to foster care and when the cops come after me I ran away from the cop I didn't want to leave my mom, brother, and sisters when the cop caught me he hand cuffed me and put me in his car and wouldn't let me out then I asked him can I say goodbye to them and if he would unhandcuff me so they wont see them on me and he did and I told them I will see them again and they did not believe me and the thang is I will miss them.

About 12 years latter I seen them again and I started to cry because I didn't know what they looked like and they came and said hi and I told them I didn't know them.

I never felt like that in my life it gets so bad and will never forgot what they say to me and I will never forgot them
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