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Personal Narrative-The Power Of Tryouts
When I was a little girl
I use to love to run
I ran almost every day
Just for fun

One year in elementary school
I decided to try out for the track and field team
So I started to practice all day long
Because qualifying was just my dream

When it was time for tryouts
I was so afraid
That I won’t do well
So I just prayed

When tryouts were over, the coaches announced
“The list of the team will be up sometime this week”
But I couldn’t wait too long
I felt like I was going to freak

Two days later, the list was up
At that point I started to shake
All that was going through my head was
I probably made a mistake

When I finally looked at the list
My eyes opened wide
Because when I saw my name
I almost cried

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