Personal Narrative-Alyssa Is Not Worth The Pain !

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Tears were running down my face. All I could feel was the pain I was going through. I was curled into a ball trying to conceal the pain but it wasn’t working. Voices around me were going through my head.
“Alyssa are you okay?”
“Alyssa what happened?”
“Alyssa is hurt!”
I was getting scared. Thoughts were running through my head. One second ago I was happy and joyful and after, I was in pain. The same question kept going through my mind over and over again. Was I going to be okay? It was a bright Sunday afternoon in Sacramento California. It was my cousin's birthday I believe. There was so much food, smiles, laughs, everyone was so cheerful. I was playing with my cousins and we were having such a great time. “Tag” were one of the games we were

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