Personal Narrative-My Feed-The-Homeless Trip To The Home

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A couple years ago, I participated in my football team’s monthly Feed-the-Homeless trip. During the time, my coach made the trip it manually for each player to participate in the trip at least once. I decided to participate during June, knowing that I had to do at least once.

As the time came, I eventually started to walk to the church (which so happened to be the one across the street from my house). While walking to the church, I thought about what was going see on the trip. As some of my other teammates participated in the early months and told their experiences to the teams, I thought the gist of the whole trip was for me witness those in need and pass out food to them. Eventually, I arrived at the church earlier than usual. Thinking

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