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Personal Narrative: A Letter To People Of Cannon Beach

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To the people of Cannon Beach, I, as an airman, would like to formally apologize for my actions and poor decisions made the morning of the nineteenth of August, 2017. My poor behavior put the lives of anyone traveling along Highway 101 at risk. I would also like to personally apologize to the police officer who could have lost their life as a direct result of my decision to drive exceedingly reckless. I would also like to thank the officer for stopping me before any suffering was inflicted by my choices. They have potentially saved another person’s life and saved me the guilt I would have felt had such an awful situation occurred. I am grateful to have received this check in my behavior before I seriously injured or killed anyone else. My
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