Personal Narrative Essay: Baseball Log

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Imagine a baseball tee falling on your head. Can you picture it? Well, that happened to me. When that baseball tee fell on my head, it hurt, and it wasn't easy to deal with, but I persevered and got through it. So how it happened was, I was 5 or 6 years old, my whole family was outside, and I went into the shed. Our shed has a lot of stuff in it, and the baseball tee was on a shelf in the shed. Well I'm 5 years old so I can't reach up there, so I stand on the edge of a bin underneath the shelf. Well that wasn't the best idea, anyway while I'm standing on that I reached and reached, and I'm so close, then… CRASH!!! Everything falls like an avalanche into a pile! Guess what was at the bottom of that pile, hint it was me. After

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