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Personal Narrative: Why Did Parents Have To Break His Back
Why? Why did my dad have to go through all of this pain? I felt helpless knowing that I couldn't do anything to help. In life God is going to throw obstacles at you so you learn to trust him and you can grow in your faith. The only problem was I was too young to realize this and I couldn't do anything to help the situation; Why did my dad have to break his back?

The day of the event i woke up like it was any other day. I was excited because I was going on a field trip to an apple orchard with my friends at preschool. My mom dropped me off at preschool and I went over and was playing with my friends. At about 10:00 we got on the bus and were headed to the apple orchard. I got scared when we were on the bus because we almost got in a wreck
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