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Personal Narrative: Why I Live
I am not going to start this off with a quote because that's what everyone else is doing. I am Avery Peak and I hate doing things someone has already done. I like being creative in my own way, that's why I have a grain shoot for an exhaust in my truck and rolling on 37inch mud tires. For starters I am 17 years old. I lived with my mother for twelve years and visited my dad on the weekends. My dad has been in the military for 18 years and has served two tours over seas fighting for my freedom so I have always looked up to him. In 2010 I made the hard decision to leave my mother and move in with my dad. Now it’s the same concept, I live with my dad and visit my mom on
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