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Personal Narrative: The Day I Left Knee

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Next, we arrived at the meet. While we came off the bus we became very delighted because it was so hot with about 50 people on the bus we took. We all walked to our camp and put down our bags. While we were putting down our bags I forgot my knee brace because my left knee was bothering me. But I found it eventually. After I got the knee braced I needed to use me and the the rest of my team all walked around the course to see where we run. When we walked for five minutes we saw this small hill and were like oh jeez and then all of sudden when we went on the top. Guess what it was. THE BITCH DITCH! It was pretty scary actually just looking at it because we had to run going straight down and then another big hill. So after we went through the

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