Personal Narrative On Homecoming

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Homecoming afternoon I was riding my dirtbike and the night before it rained and the ground was still wet and I was going a little too fast and I lost control because I got stuck in a rut, I tried to slow down and I couldn't, as I was trying to slow down the dirt bike threw me off and I flew about 2 yards. I couldn't get up at first because my back hurt, so it took me a while and I finally got up, I rode back to the house and the whole time I was riding home, I couldn’t feel a thing. When I got home; I was crying and I walked inside, my mom was doing some house work,she said, “Sydnee are you ok?,” I said, “I guess but not really.” My mom asked me what was wrong. I told her I had crashed my dirt bike and it took me a while to get back up. My

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