Personal Narrative: How Did I Get My Head Cut Out

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How did I get my head cut open? It started on a beautiful afternoon. The sun was shining and the weather was hot. It was a good day to be going outside. At the time I was in my babysitter's apartment since that was where I went after school. The apartment was a small 3 room area with a glass table and couches. My friend was a really good friend of mine who I played with a lot. I used to live in Fox Run, the development I had moved from. I had told my sister that I wanted to go outside but she suggested another option. A not so good one. Instead she offered to play with me and we began to play tag, which wasn’t a good game to play inside a house as we had learned later. We starting chasing each other around the apartment. At one point I ran

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