Personal Narrative: The Man In The Devil Mask

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Running down the street with candy flying, I saw the man in the devil mask grab my little sister. I scream, “Somebody help me!” The night started out as a normal Halloween night, my sister and I were going trick-or-treating, and our candy buckets were filling quickly. I kept seeing a man in a devil mask walk past us but I figured it was just someone trying to scare kids. As we walked up the steps to a white house I realized that this house belonged to one of my favorite childhood teachers; I was excited to talk to my teacher until I realized my sister was nowhere to be found. I frantically looked around, and then I started running down the street with candy flying. That’s when I saw the man in the devil mask grab my sister. No one pays any