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Personal Narrative: My Limits Of Athletics

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Athletics makes me stronger physically and challenges my limits. Throughout the years, I have ultimately been preparing for my senior year in all athletic sports I 'm a part of. Working hard to learn the most I could for my last year to strive in the game. Now that it has came and already passed by with what seems like a blink of an eye, I 've realized that it wasn 't just about me or my friends working for their senior year. To me it 's a much bigger picture. I believe it 's the years of bonding and trust I have created with all the teamates around me. To excel throughout the years, my team mates and I had to perform on the same level for us to suceed as a whole. I will always have those friends because we actually became a family as well

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