Mary Shelley's Frankenstein-Personal Narrative

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My whole life changed the time I was surprised with a kitten. Ever since that day I knew that I had responsibility of nurturing a living creature that would change my life drastically.

It all began one glooming misty morning sometime in the mid of May. I was getting ready to head off to school at around seven to eight am. I was all dressed and ready to head out when I had gone to put on my suede taupe buckle boots; which i had just gotten, to reveal that the left foot pair was missing. As I rambled through my closet looking for my other pair, my mother shouts “hurry up Sarah you are going to be late to school.” Being rushed angered me so I threw on an old pair of ripped up grey canvas shoes and run out the door to the car. On my way to school,
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