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Personal Narrative: Prejudice And Divorce

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Personal Narrative: Prejudice And Divorce
1. About 9 years ago I was at one of my dads races and I was getting into my aunts car and I slammed my finger in the car door. I didn't cry but my mom rushed to get it cleaned.
2. I pass out when I see blood or when I hear of a situation where someone gets really hurt. When I was in eighth grade my English teacher was reading out loud to the class. She started reading a graphic part and I started to get light headed, next thing I new I was being shook awake by my teacher.
3. I started passing out when I was golfing with my family and my uncle when I was about seven or eight. My uncle was balancing on rocks at a hole while waiting for my dad to finish. He ended up falling and busting his thumb on the rock and went to the Emergency Room. While
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When I was eight my parents got a divorce. My dad started dating someone new and I didn't handle that very good. He lived in a little house that had one bedroom, a kitchen, bathroom and living room. The house was on top of two garages.
6. In 2009, my dad got into a dirt bike wreck. When my parents went to the hospital, me and my brother went to a different family members house a lot until they came back home.
7. I was seven when my dad and brother tried to teach me how to ride my bike in the church parking lot by our house. I stopped trying to ride the bike when I kept crashing. After my dad left, my brother taught me how to ride my bike.
8. One time I was at my best friends house with her and my other best friend and we were outside.It just rained a lot so it was muddy and cloudy. We thought it would be fun to ride the four wheeler, it was but we got really muddy. Since we were already muddy we decided to play in the mud. My dad didn't pick me up until three hours later and I didn't have extra clothes.
9. One day, my freshman year I just got to school. My first class was in a different building then the one my mom dropped me off at. I started to walk to my first class on the sidewalk. There was a crack on the sidewalk and I was wearing my new shoes, I tripped and everyone looked at me. My shoe kind of

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