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Descriptive Essay On Bowling

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It was dark and rainy outside, we were just in for a good time, yet we had no idea what was in for the future ahead of us. Myself and a few other friends were at the bowling alley in Glenwood Iowa, for no specific reason, just to have a good time with each other. It was the middle of summer and who knew this was going to be one of the scariest nights of our lives.
“It’s your turn to bowl!” Alyx exclaimed to me. Everytime I go up to bowl I wait for the same ball to come out of the ball shoot every single time, it’s bright red and only has 3 little holes for my fingers to go into. As I went up to bowl, I grabbed my lucky ball and rolled it down the path like a slippery snake, STRIKE! Right after I had gotten my strike, the bowling alley got a telephone call saying there was a shooting nearby in town. Everyone got a little panicked, but we continued with our fun night of bowling. Kamryn, Kennedy and Tommy all bowled and got their scores. It was starting to get darker outside when all of a sudden we heard gunshots outside of the building, just as loud as when you hear an airplane taking off. The gunshots were one right after another, 4 in a row. *boom boom boom boom* they went in the air. Everyone went to look outside and all of a sudden a dark shadow wearing all black clothes was starting to walk up to the door, it was still about 100 feet away, but it was getting closer, and fast. “Get into the bathroom, now!” The manager of the bowling alley told us with spark in his

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