Personal Narrative: Stealing My Backpack

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I’d feel pity for anyone who attempts to steal my backpack. My giant, plaid backpack would slow down the poor human and it would become more of a burden than an asset. Last I weighed my backpack, it was between 25 and 30 pounds, without my seven pound laptop that I sometimes carry. Some of the mass within the bag is made up by colorful spiral notebooks with dizzying color coded Post-it flags running down their sides. I also carry a couple of giant, heavy black textbooks that bear the same bright Post-its on their sides. Many of the Post-its have my messy handwriting scrawled across them, indicating what notes and what type of notes I took on that page. Of course, we cannot forget my olive green English 100 textbook that migrates between my

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