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First time driving

This all started when I was six it was in the summer, we were living in Madison Illinois at the time, and I was outside playing with my sisters, then all of a sudden my dad pull into the driveway. He had just got a new car it was a 2003 Cadillac Deville at the time seeing him pull in, and get out of the car was the coolest thing to me.
So I ran up to him, and begged him to let me drive. He told me that I was too young, and would have to wait till I was a little bit older, so I asked how old would I have to be before I was able to drive he said 16. I didn’t have any patience at that time I said if I couldn't learn how to drive now I would die! He laughed a little, then he made a deal with me he said if I could learn how to ride a bike within the next couple days, then he would show me how to drive.
The next day I jumped out of bed ran to my dad's room, and jumped on his bed I told him to wake up today is the day I learn to ride a bike. He grabbed my sisters bike, and meet me outside. He stood
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I was looking at the fliers about sports at school, and the only one that got my attention was the one about basketball. I never really liked basketball, and I wasn't good at it in elementary school, but I was thinking who could it hurt to at least try out.
I walked into the gym where tryouts were being held I see about 30 kids. I start to get nervous, because I'm one of the shortest kids there, and the other kids look like they had been playing basketball for while.
Tryouts start I see kids break off into groups, and have no idea what I'm supposed to do so i just walk behind a group, and just tried to look like I know what I'm doing. Tryouts are over the coach said you will get a message around 9:00 about who made the team, and who didn't. 9:00 comes I just knew I didn't make the team but I checked anyway, and of course I didn't hear my

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