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Personal Narrative: The Golf Ball Sized Dent

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The Golf Ball Sized Dent Clonk! That’s the sound of my scooter crashing into my dad’s car the only running thing through my head was uh oh. It was a nice day around 80 degrees only about two clouds I could see. My mom had kicked me out of the house to go play outside. I grabbed my scooter and started to ride it. I rode it around for a while then I decided it wasn’t very fun. I slouched my back against a tree wondering what to do I decided to play soccer so I grabbed a soccer ball and dribbled it around. I put the ball away and grabbed my scooter and rode it some more. I rode it for about an hour so I was going to see if I could go inside, but then I remembered a while ago when I was in the same situation and my mom

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