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Personal Narrative Essay: The Death Of Noah Hairspray
Not so long ago a very memorable thing happened. A man by the name of Noah Tracy wrecked his car. What made this wreck stand out amidst thousands of other wrecks? Only one thing, Noah Tracy is my best friend. I did not find out about the wreck till long after, as I was in karate at the time and Mom didn’t want to get me. She did in the end have to get me out of class, as visiting hours were almost over. What made this unlikely is at the time I thought that he was a good driver.
When I found out I panicked to such an extent that I didn’t even eat before going to check on him in the hospital. On our way to the hospital all I could think about was all the times people have died from their injuries. I was terrified that my best friend would die.

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