Personal Narrative: Meat Loaf

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One time when I was 2 years old I loved meat loaf so much I wanted to sleep in it and play with it, it was the most deliciousness thing I have ever tasted but when I turned 5 years old I started to hate meat loaf I wanted to destroy it and the next day when I took a bite of a piece of meat loaf I immediately throw up and I was scared of throwing up but I did so today I still do not like meat loaf and I feel like putting a pice of dynamite in it and exploding it.

When I was 3 years old I loved to watch wwe and play with the toys, I wanted to become a wrestler and be number 1 but when I turned 9 years old I hated wwe I felt like rigging the whole stadium with dynamite and press a detonator and watch it blow up. My brother still likes wwe I can't

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