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Personal Narrative: My Interview With Brady Baxter
Brady Baxter; a very thankful young man with a bright future ahead of him. Throughout my interview with Brady; I realized he cares tremendously about his surroundings. To acquire this one thing he stated, “I am most thankful for my family, friends, and everything I have grown up with.” On account of his family, Brady always wants to strive to success. His parents provide him with a strict childhood. Similarly, his father pushes him to try his hardest no matter what gets in the way. Brady would like to go to college to become a financial advisor, just like his father. As many things make one feel accomplished; he feels accomplished after receiving good grades. “Studying feels a lot better than not studying and failing.” Brady said. As he gets
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