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Personal Narrative: Childhood Football

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One sunny afternoon on June 6, 2012 we gathered at the neighborhood baseball field in Wizzy, TX. The neighborhood kids came and family members it was quite a lot of kids that gathered to play today. We started off picking leaders and teams dividing us up in even amounts and flipping a coin to see who hits first. We started the ball game and both teams were doing amazing with fielding and hitting. Then boom the drama started and nobody had a clue why Enrique and Birdie were fighting. We let then talk it out but they never seemed to stop that’s when things began to get ugly between the two boys. We knew we had a major problem when they started getting in each other’s faces and pushing each other. Although I was very frightened by my brother
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