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Personal Narrative: Cyclones
Two summers ago I was on a softball team called Cyclones. I was playing right field and I got a pop up to me. So, I went after the ball and ran too far ahead of it. The ball dropped and I was going to have to run after it. All of a sudden, I tripped as I was going after the ball. Luckily, there was someone backing me up to get the ball and throw it in. But instead of having that girl out, we gave her a triple. We were already getting crushed so a lot of people thought it was really funny, including me. But there was one girl that we could tell was really upset. So, by me missing that ball it put someone on the team down. Then she did not play her best for the rest of the game.
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