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Personal Narrative: The Creek Side Nole
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It was a cold and sad night ; the score was 38 : 21 the Creek Side Noles had been up by 19 points. The receiver for Banneker caught the ball and Deantre immediately tackled him, something went wrong with the tackle and Deantre ended up breaking his neck. The coaches tried to move him, but he was completely unresponsive. He died on the field that night. Deantre “Tre Tre “ Turman , he was not your ordinary person. If he believed in something, he achieved it. He would always get the job done no matter what it would take. Me and Deantre basically grew up together, he was like a big brother to me. Tre used the football field to take out his anger from his chaotic childhood. Tre’s background influenced me to not make excuses
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