a narrative essay on " the day i hurt my self in school"
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The day in question started out as a perfect typical school day. Except, the weather was pouring down rain pelts and creating havoc on the roadways. Buckets of water
drenched the trees leaving them sad and droopy. To me, an eight year old girl, who
dreamed of the ultimate play date was ruined. Agony plagued my poor little body. My heart ache. How could God and the Angels decide to bowl right now? The moment felt like God was using me as a target practice. Boy, this day wasn’t my day.
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