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Narrative Essay On Walking Alone

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Walking alone can be very dangerous!! I can tell you about my experience one night Kenzie and I decided to go to Carbondale to have a girl’s night since we are always with our boyfriends. So we went shopping in Marion then went back to our apartment to do our makeup and get dressed. Kenzie called her friends and told them to meet us at a restaurant/bar. We left Marion and were on the way to Carbondale. It was going to be a very fun night. We parked our car, then had to walk a far distance, it was a very cold night. Kenzie is a little on the wild side so I kind of knew nothing good was going to happen that night. So we started our long walk to the restaurant, we were laughing and having a good time till some suspicious car kept driving behind …show more content…

The guy grabbed Kenzie by the arm and was trying to get her to get in the car with him. I started yelling, trying to get him to stop I was getting really scared at this point. I tried calling the people we were meeting up with but the music in the restaurant was so loud they didn’t hear their phones going off. The Arabians started talking weird again and tried grabbing the both of us, but I wasn’t going to let that happen. We started running to a safe place which is still a far run. The people kept on following us I kept getting more and more scared. The tall guy with dark black hair and a bushy beard came after Kenzie I wasn’t going to stop running. We kept on running we got inside the restaurant trying to find a good hiding place but there was so many people to get around. Meanwhile, we were maneuvering around every person to get as far away from the entrance as possible. We didn’t know if they were still following us at the time, but we were still terrified of the possibility of them still following us on. Eventually we hid behind a desk where the hosts grab menu’s and escort the guests to their tables. As soon as we started to actually calm down, we immediately looked over at the same time towards the entrance and saw the random guys just standing

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