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Personal Narrative: My Electronic Scooter
On Christmas morning, I awoke excited and ready to open my presents. I ran downstairs and saw a huge box in red and green wrapping paper. As soon as I unwrapped the present, I knew exactly what it was, an Electronic Scooter. It was on the top of my wish list and I asked everyone for it. My mom explained to me that before I used my scooter I needed to wear safety gear, such as knee pads and a helmet. She also said to wait to put it together until she could help me. Later on in the day, I was so excited, that I could not wait another second to ride my scooter. I quickly opened the box and started to put it together. I brought it outside and tested it in the driveway, and along the sidewalk in front of my house. As I started to go faster, the
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