Personal Narrative Essay On Sweeping Home

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Have you ever gone down the river in a boat with two drunk men? Well, lets just say it might be fun for you while you are still dry and have a ride home or just warm clothes waiting for you at the end. Towards the end of the day, all of that incredible time you were having with those two drunk guys won’t be so great anymore.
One Saturday I was staying at my dad’s house and he and his friends had planned a canoe trip that we were all going to do. They even planned on camping after the ride down the river. It was all going unbelievably great. However, all of that can easily end when someone has had one too many beers and they just can’t keep going. Eventually, he started to think the trip was getting too long so he decided to get out when he saw a road next to the river. Everyone was fine with it because we were camping where we were getting out.
Just a few minutes before we were going to get out of the river we got drenched as we tipped over very slowly into the nights ice cold water. Since we dumped the canoe just before we got out we weren’t bothered by it. When we got to the campground we got out hoping to get our warm clothes on but the truck was nowhere to
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The hospital in our town couldn’t do anything for his collapsed lung so they took him by helicopter to another hospital. About a week or two after nothing had happened yet but then one night my dad and I were eating supper and heard a knock at the door. My dad has had a reputation with the police in our hometown while he was younger so they brought all the cars there and had the house surrounded as they took my dad to the police station and took me to my mother 's house. My dad was in jail for several weeks after that and the one time I went in to visit him I couldn’t because I needed to have a legal guardian with me which really sucked because my mom was at work that

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