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Personal Narrative: Red Chief

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I was the happiest man in the world. Red Chief was still missing and I have not any painful migraines ever since . I was so happy I even went out for dinner and got my favorite meal. After dinner, I thought I might as well have a late night drink and then off to bed. After I drank a little sweet whiskey I started to feel a little headache, but that's ok because there is no Red Chief and that means no migraines. But I spoke too soon, I see him coming down the street and he's coming closer to his house. As soon as he is, he starts to talk on and on about his kidnapping and the painful migraine starts.

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