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Personal Narrative: My Service In The United States Military

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When I’m asked what I am most passionate about I don’t even need time to think about my answer. I immediately think about my service in the United States Military and I am overwhelmed by my passion to serve and help others. I get great pride and worth by working with my fellow soldiers and battles to protect the home my family and friends live freely in. The feeling of picking up a child that has fear in their eyes from being alone or desolate because of causes of nature destroying their home is a feeling that can’t be explained. When I know that people are depending on me being strong and not be afraid to work hard for them is what fuels my passion. The feeling of looking at my battle and being in a fight to make this country safe is
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