Personal Narrative-The Mean Tractor Who Destroyed Everything

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The Mean Tractor Who Destroyed Everything It was fall time and it was eerily chilly outside. Leaves had start to turn a vibrant orange and red. I looked outside the living room window but I couldn’t see. I asked my mom Meredith to grab my stool since I wanted to look outside. She ignored me because she was on the phone with work. I went over and grabbed my step stool and took it to the window. When I looked outside I saw this gigantic beautiful tractor.
I wanted to go outside and play with this beautiful red tractor. It looked brand new it was nice and shiny with a candy apple color. Momma told me not to go outside because it was too cold and I was still in my tractor pajamas. I told her I wanted to play with that shiny tractor but she told
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I thought to myself that it was my lucky day because one I love tractors and two the keys were in it. When I saw the keys in it I remember from Friday at school that my friends at Jefferson Middle School were talking about this terribly mean tractor. That tractor ran over their house and knocked it to pieces. But this didn’t look like a mean tractor so I turned it on and it roared like an angry lion and pitch black smoke clouded around me. Maybe this was the mean tractor? But what was it doing by my house? My mom ran out of the house and yelled at me. I Tommy Gerrard was in the most trouble I have ever been in. I told my momma that there was this mean tractor that destroyed everything in its path. Earlier that week it destroyed my neighbor’s house and I was worried it would get mine. Momma told me not to worry because everything’s okay. When I looked out the window there was somebody sitting on that mean tractor, he had a name patch that read Richard. I went outside to talk to the man named Richard the mean tractor but he told me to get lost because he had business to take care of. I asked him what business and he said “I tear down houses who aren’t making payments, now get

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