Personal Narrative: The National Championship

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I stand on the mound pitching a perfect game. It is the National Championship! Biggest moment of my life! Bottom of the 9th inning and a score of 1-0. One more pitch stands between me and my first ever perfect game. “Wake up!” Michael yelled. “We are in New York City and we’re concluding (stopping) our road trip at Pizza Hut!” Derek continued. As we pulled into Pizza Hut, I state sluggishly, “I hate Pizza Hut!” “You always say that but you still eat it!” Michael says annoyed. “I mean since I just pitched a perfect game in the National Championship, I think I should be the one choosing where we go out to eat, Right!?” Brady says with rage (anger.) “No!, We never would have got to the National Championship if I didn’t hit …show more content…

Michael & Brady yelled with hesitation, “Holy Crap!” So we all ran in and helped people get out. When we got someone out of the World Trade Centers we told them to run as fast as they could far away from the building. Michael screamed, “Brady, there is people jumping out of the side of the building.” So Brady runs over there and Brady & Michael both caught someone and that person survived. But then we look up and there is another plane really low in the air and on its way to hit the other World Trade Center. Brady & Michael screamed so loudly that birds fell out of the tree next to us. We ran back to Derek who was still helping people get out and we sprinted like Usain Bolt back to the hotel and grabbed our stuff because the Southern Twin Tower was coming down and the air was so black you couldn’t even see 2 feet into the air, the fire was so bright it hurt to look at. The smoke felt like it was chasing us because it was so low to the ground and it was spreading like Ebola in Africa. We all run to the nearest Taxi and we get back to the train station and we ride back to Pulaski, WI. And we lived happily ever after because we just survived the attack of

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