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Waverly-Personal Narrative

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While walking down the overcrowded street near my apartment, I was gratefully showing off my beautiful and smart daughter, Waverly. As a mother of a chess prodigy, I could gladly say that I am proud. In every single shop I would exclaim “This is my daughter Waverly!” and the crowd would stop to reply with a surprising gasp. I really did treat her like she was my princess, but she didn’t seem to care. One day after I proudly claimed Waverly as my daughter for the 5th time in a fish store, she gave me an angry glare. When we walked outside into the broad daylight, she quietly urged me and whispered,”I wish you wouldn’t do that, telling everybody I’m your daughter.” I completely lost it and a sudden wave of rage took over. “Aiii-ya,” I roared,
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