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Personal Narrative: If I Decided To Jump On The Trampoline
Have you ever thought where would you be if something never happened? The thought of that goes through my mind almost every day. What if I never decided to jump on the trampoline or go downstairs? Everything would change, I wouldn’t even have to be writing this essay at the moment. I went downstairs to the basement to watch my older brother get a haircut from our family friend until my little brother decided to go under the trampoline while I was jumping on it. When that happened without knowing he was under me I jumped casually until I heard a loud bang and something resisting me to jump high on the trampoline. It was my little brother's head, at first I thought it was funny until I saw blood gushing down his chin.
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