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Personal Narrative: Offering Vivian

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Offering Vivian a ride, that wouldn 't have been a great idea. Vivian had a son, made me wonder whether she was single, and her attitude came across as flaky. Breaking the ice again before the opportunity passed—it would 've been ideal. After all, Vivian would be the main reason I bought me a Buick Regal anyway for $300.0 off a classmate. A classmate I met when I attended a GED program.

Two years passed, around October, I hadn 't turned nineteen yet, Vivian and I attended a night school program called Twilight. During teacher 's calling roll, classmates responded.

Before I bought the Buick Regal, Vivian and I shared the same bus stop.

"Can someone please collect all the textbooks?" Asked the teacher. Vivian across, was up front
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