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Personal Narrative: My Closet Nose
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Well one normal slaking day.I was about six my little sister was not born.We lived in a nice neighborhood i was chasing my dog camo. around my house(my old house is a square) and i was trying to hug him.I slipped and slid right into my mom nightstand and my nose was slit right open.mY MOM AND DAD CAME RUNNING IN AND MY DAD STARTED UP THE CAR. MY MOM CARRIED ME TO THE CAR AND ME AND MY MOM SAT IN THE BACK SEAT.wE WENT TO THE HOSPITAL THE DOCTOR STOPPED THE BLEEDING AND SAID TO MY MOM PINCH HIS NOSE TOGETHER AND SHE WAS LIKE REALLY?.hE SAID DO IT SO SHE DID IT THAN SHE HELD IT ALL NIGHT MY NOSE WAS HALF DAGELING(IT WAS MY LEFT NOSTRIL).tHEN ONCE IT WAS TOGETHER SHE SAID LET ME SEE.tHEN SHE SAID =32S NOT THE SAME AS MY LEFT NOSTRIL
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