Personal Narrative: Monkey Bars

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As I walked into the park for the primary time, I created a bee-line for the monkey bars. My six-year-old self wasn't however tall enough to achieve, thus with alittle facilitate from my folks, my hands gripped the yellow bar. It appeared as tall because the sky, however I somehow remained fearless whereas holding on for expensive life. With the determination I didn't apprehend I had, I denied any help in reaching for the bar ahead of Maine. making an attempt to balance, I place one distribute ahead of Maine, became nervous, and commenced to slide. once my father picked Maine up and dusted Maine off, I demanded that he carry Maine duplicate thus I might continue my trek across the monkey bars. I fell plenty quite I had originally planned to,

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