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Personal Narrative: I M Lucy Wehling

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It’s a dark, gloomy day here in Chicago. Sunday morning, December twentieth, 2051. Five days before Christmas. Another Christmas without my dad. Great. I’m Lucy Wehling, one out of the triplets. My dad died when I was born. You see, we lived in a world with population control. Only one of us would have survived, however we all lived. Our mother told us he had killed 2 other unknown people,along with him. We have never really known the real truth. My brother, my sister, and I are all 14 about to turn 15 in January. My life is pretty simple. Straight A’s, skinny, no curves anywhere, and of course no lover. I guess my life is ok. Compared to my siblings, i’m the most normal. Tyrone, or as I like to call him T-Bone. He always has this energy

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