Personal Narrative: Goof Balls

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When I was in my adolescent stage of being a goof ball. I would never listen to my parent, wondering off into unknown territory, and playing ignorant dangerous games. Every day, after school is over I would go outside and hangout with my rebellious troublemaker friend, of which I know from being in the same class with. We would often play around neighborhood. Every time we meet, trouble is around the corner. Often time we would climb the tallest tree, harvest the tastiest fruit, and fall with minor injury. But, the worst is yet come, one night we decided to climb over the 6 feet tall steel black painted fences that was between us and the forbidden area of the county office building. As we hopped off the top of the fences, while in midair, a breeze of wind carrying the autumn leaves hit us as we hit the dusty concrete floor knee first, like a superhero. …show more content…
As we scan the parking lot before taking another step, we suddenly feel an urge of excitement. In the distant, we see a black metallic four doored pickup

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