Personal Narrative: Changing My Ways For Good

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As a child, I was reckless and I didn’t really care if I was doing something that would get me into serious trouble. I wouldn’t care what my mother would tell me after she found out the stuff that I’ve done. I wouldn’t care about what anyone would say because as long as I was having fun at doing these things then I would keep doing them anyways. But there were events in my life that cause me to change my ways for good. When I was about 10-11 years old, I did something that would’ve caused me to be put in jail. I had a friend named Joshua, which is a coincidence that he had the same name as me. He was a child that looks like he would grow up to become nothing but a felon. He was always on the streets, never home, always doing horrible stuff

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