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Personal Narrative: Can I Play
One day my little brother followed me to the park and I was playing basketball. He was just playing on the little slide and eventually he got board. I saw him come over to me. He said “ Can I play. “ He said that over and over and finally I left to go home. At home I started playing the Xbox. About an hour later he came in and wanted to play with me. I had told him no so he left. He went down stairs and heard him talking to my mom. I could not hear what they were saying but I knew he was snitching on me. I did not care because he does it all the time and still does. Then he came upstairs and said “ Mom said you have to play with me. “ “ No. “ I said to him. “ I don't want to. “ I yelled “ Instantly he grabbed
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