Personal Narrative Analysis

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When I was about five years of age, I learned to ride a bike. After supper, as the sun was setting, my parent took me to the park where there was a narrow path that lay between the grass. My dad holding the sparkling pink Barbie bike steady, he pushed me and for a few seconds I was riding a bike. I felt free as if I could do anything. I have made a huge leap in my childhood. Just for a few seconds I felt that I have accomplished something, until I fell on the grass beside me. My failure only pushed me further, after feeling that train of accomplishment, I knew I must succeed in riding a bike. I refused leaving that park until riding that bike down the narrow path would be easy. I being so determined to achieve this goal and eventually I did

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