Personal Narrative: BMX Jump

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Do it, do it, don't be a chicken!!!!! This is what all of my friends constantly told me while I was at BMX practice. They were trying to get me to do a colossal jump that is mocking me for a year now. The jump was as big as the Grand Canyon!!! Once I got the guts to do it, I flew up into the air as high as an eagle could fly. The jump was so exhilarating and uplifting, it was the beginning of my inspiration . After I made the jump I sped back to my dad to tell him what I did. From that moment on, I knew that if I didn't live life to the fullest, my life wouldn't be as exciting as it could be. That was just the beginning of me trying new things. After that I tried new things all of the time. One example was when I tried for the first time.

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