Personal Narrative: A Golf Short Story

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As I abandoned my house for the morning, I could not sense what was about to unfold. Although it was a mundane morning, I was exhilarated since the conditions were impeccable for golf. Looking up, I noted that sun rays tried to protrude from the clouds. However, the rays were engulfed by the numerous layers of milky clouds that appeared to be within half a mile of the ground. After arriving at the golf course, I unloaded my clubs and peregrinated towards the club house. The fresh breeze exploded upon impact with my face; I felt my body temperature cool down. The golf course was busy; therefore, I decided to practice on the range. As I approached the club house, I noticed that the front door appeared very awkward. It was blatant that it was not the right size for the frame since there were visible gaps. Furthermore, there was a “pull” sign on the door; however, I had to push to open the door. After waiting in the tedious line, I finally reached the counter. “Can I have a large bucket?” I inquired. After I obtained a bucket of golf balls, I started to make my way to the range. Although I carried my golf bag and the bucket, the breeze made me feel much lighter. I could see the trees in the distance helplessly swaying in the direction of the wind. Although I had some thoughts about the awkward door I…show more content…
“Thanks,” he quickly responded as if he was not interested. “How long have you been playing,” I asked. “I’ve been playing for about eight years now,” he answered. “From what I saw, I don’t think that you have been playing for a long time,” he added swiftly. “Yeah, I’ve only played for about ten months now,” I replied. In this conversation, I learned a few things about him. For instance, he made his first albatross one week ago. Near the end of the conversation, I asked him to take a look at my swing. After a single “worm burner,” he stopped me and told me a secret: “Keep your head down and hit down on the ball,” he
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