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Personal Narrative: Football Game
“But we have to get you to your football game right now.” Ok I will look for it when we get back from my football game. Mom I can't find my phone. YOU BETTER FIND THAT PHONE ARYN! “Ok” I said.f I don’t find it can you get me another phone please? Ok yeah we will go up there to the metro pcs and see if we can get you another phone.well I got you another phone but me and your dad had to talk about getting you a new phone and he said you have to be more responsible so we took 128 dollars out your bank account.Now I have no money in my bank account because I wasn’t being responsible.Now i have to go and cut more lawns.
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