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I was 10 years old and me and my family were driving to Los Angeles. In L.A. I was staying in a hotel and decided I wanted lunch so I went to burger king for a whopper when I got there I realized I had no money so I needed to get money. I called my uncle if i could clean his house for some money and he said ok. I grabbed my bike and rode to his house which was less than a mile away. As I rode there I ran into my old friend Jake I owed him money and he rolled up on me and screamed “wtf wheres that money!” I tried to ignore him but he was on a bike to so he mobbed towards me and tried to pull me of my bike. We fought and I landed some punches when i hopped back on my bike and dipped out.
I finally got to my uncle's house, and mowed his lawn,

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