How To Write A Personal Narrative Essay

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You may not believe this story, because you won't hear about it on the news. However, its true, its real and its been replaying in my life since as far back as I can remember.
It was the morning after our high school homecoming football game. I was sore and tired when my parents woke our family up bright and early and told us to put on warm work clothes. When I got out to the truck, dad was hooking up our job trailer. (My parents own a small construction company). So, my younger siblings and some family friends that my parents "adopted" loaded up and we were off.
Mom shared with us that this elderly couple had been conned out of their family home of 20 years and were now homeless and broke all because they tried helping a young couple get
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My parents did the lay out and us kids set up stations according to what we had been taught to do and we began to build. A few other people showed up that my parents called in to help and by the end of that cold November rainy day, the house was framed and almost enclosed. Within a week that elderly couple had a home. The couple was overwhelmed with the kindness that was shown to them by strangers and my parents just moved on to the next "job".
My family has taught me in life that the only reason we have talents, skills or abilities is to share them with others who don't. We are to feel good about how we can give back to the people around us and not to be motivated by greed or pride. They have illustrated this to our family and countless others by taking in children and adults who have never been loved... and offering them love. They are not bringing them to shelters, no, our home becomes their shelter. Some stay for months, some for years. While they are here they become part of a family that is bigger than themselves. They learn to develop the best parts of themselves into something that can be used to contribute to the rest of the community and even to change the world one person at a time. They never leave the same, and honestly even when they leave, they never really leave because they belong to our family and are

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