Personal Narrative: Moving Home

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Someone who I was kind to appreciated me very much for helping him move things out of his home to another home in a city named Batesville, Arkansas. It was an for both of us, because my coach named Coach Smith loved that I helped him moved his furniture and things in a matter of time. I feel good about helping him move the big fridges, washing machines, and things like that, because after he paid me with an amount of one-hundred and forty dollars and treated me out for dinner. I feel good, and told Coach Smith thanks for what he had done for me. It was blessing knowing that I did something for coach and didn't ask for nothing in

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