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Personal Narrative: Fixing A Water Pipe

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I remember a time when mtep father was fixing a water pipe for our shower. He said, ‘’son come give your father a hand with this pipe.’’ So, I went over and he told me to hold the pipe in place. Then, I grab the pipe and I held it tightly until he was finished screwing in the pipe’s nuts and bolts. Next, he said ‘’Go in the bathroom and guide the pipe, so it sticks out the wall.’’ So I guided the pipe so it sticks out, finally, we replaced the shower head back on the pipe and everything works as if it was new.

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