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Personal Narrative-I Want To Gain A Dog
Ever since I was young, wanting to get a dog was something I hoped and dreamed about. Around the time of 2010 majority of my friends had dogs. Many days I thought to myself, “How come I cannot have something that brought me so much joy and happiness?”. My father was always exceedingly accepting and admirable, but when it came to dogs, he became adamant. On the other hand, my mother was exceptionally persevering and kind-hearted and when it came to dogs, my mother was jubilant. During that time, I could be classified as needy and impatient. Overall, I was remarkably eager to get a dog and I knew convincing my father would take plenty of time and patience. Convincing my father that I would successfully take care of a dog was more strenuous

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