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Personal Narrative-Guy Gardener

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"Ok then, have fun with that." I retort. However, being the Guy Gardener, he doesn't pay attention enough to hear my words. "Friend of yours?" Guy answers back, still observing the atmosphere. Until now, I believed he was staring at the stars, although now, I see a green aura flowing off a fellow peer heading towards us. "Maybe he's here to congratulate me on my amazing-ness." Guy reasons in his own way; once again blinded by his blooming ego. Carefully observing the incoming lanterm, he eventually reaches us. Instead of greeting Guy, he moves straight past him, and up to me. "Hello?" I tentatively imply, hoping that whatever he had to say isn't that serious. "Greetings, Lantern Rayner." the squid-like alien cordially greets. He's being nice. This has to be bad. "An ally named Batman requests your presence in Bialya, you are ordered to meet up with a so-called "bio-ship" in American airspace." he continues, still speaking in a polite and well-mannered tone,as if I am going to explode at any second. "Why have I been requested to Bialya?" I question curiously, wanted to know the details, before I dive head first into

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