Personal Narrative: The Change

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The Change There I was, flopped on my bed, yet alerted the truck would come roaring down the street at any time. As I scanned through my window, patiently remaining in a tight pause. Then in the distance a tremendous noise, growing steadily becoming fiercer. Until I was able to see these glaring lights getting brighter and clearer, as they sliced through the cold morning. While I am still looking out my window, feeling defeated, that someone I had shared so many cherishable memories with is now leaving. Frightened and alarmed, I knew that I had to take action and make sure she leaves with a memorable good bye. I grew up with parents that would constantly work endless amount of hours. I still got to spend a lot of time
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