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Personal Narrative: The Collapse Of America

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My former friends are dead to me, I live my new life in a fortress of solitude. Dad and I are close as heck and he bought me a sick new phone. I 'm homeschooled so I don 't need friends, I graduate early and continue onto college. I graduate from college with degrees in management, law, and public speaking. During my time in a private college I lose track of America 's news. When I resurface I realize America has almost completely collapsed from external and internal attacks. Terrorism has peaked and many diseases had taken over the country. People were fighting in the streets, the American had no value and the economy had completely collapsed. I went back to america at the age of twenty five and took over. I created a new currency,

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