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Personal Narrative: Holes
If you dig a hole when you are born, and you add to that hole everyday chances are you won’t see the top when you’re 18. My hole is something I didn’t realize was a problem until it was too dark. My weight! For as long as I can remember I have been unhappy about the way I look. I kept telling myself I would make a ladder but after one more day of digging. In September of 2015 I finally stopped. I realized I was in too deep and it was time to change. I was inspired to change by a TV show named White Collar. The show stars a fit man who wears really nice suits. I have had a passion for suits but watching the show I realized how much better I could look in them. With some help from my parents I was able to begin eating healthy and working out.
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