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Personal Narrative Essay: Snowball
As I crossed the road with my dog Henry, I could feel the frigid winter breeze on my face. Then I felt a snowflake land on my nose like a plane landing after a long flight. I didn’t like this cold weather at all but I had heard many children around me cheering and laughing. I heard things like “woohoo it is snowing” and things like “oww don't throw snowballs at my face”. That last one made me chuckle a little bit when I had heard it. Then I heard someone yell my name, which is Brian by the way. So I turned around and felt a big snowball hit my back.

”Bull's eye!” The child was tickled pink, I reckon. So I yelled at Henry to stop walking and I felt his leash slacken. Next, I bent down, and yelled
“Hey boy”,and threw the snowball I had just made.
”How did you know where I was
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So I shot the ball straight up, hoping to get a little arch on it. All of a sudden, I heard everyone screaming and shouting.

“You made it!” the woman told me.
I couldn’t describe how I felt. I was astonished, I guess. We turned around, running to the other side of the court, and the crowd cheered again. Someone else made a basket too! This was the most exciting day of my life. I could feel my smile get the biggest and the brightest it had ever been. Then, I was guided to the other side of the court again and before I knew it I had made another basket. Sadly, and too soon, the game was over and everyone was cheering their heads off.

“You did amazing! You scored more than anyone on the court,” the woman informed me. “Ma’am, do you know how much that game meant to me?” I asked. “Well good, that meant a lot to me too,” she laughed.
I then realized that at that moment, even though I am blind, in one day I had just had a snowball fight, ate lunch by myself, (well, with Henry’s help of course) and played basketball, scoring a total of 10 whole points. So remember…….

Even when you have a setback, don’t let it stop you from living life the way you want

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