Personal Narrative: My Immigrant

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It was a wonderful day to work outside and move bales. But our tractor had something wrong with it, So my Dad and I had to use our neighbor's tractor to move the bales. And When My Dad and I were driving the tractor back to our house to move bales and something happened. I fell off and the tractor ran over me. But all that happened was I had a bruised lounge. When I fell off the tractor I hit My face on the step of the tractor and got a black eye. then When the tractor ran over me all it did was bruise My lounge. I was pasted out for about 10 minutes in the middle of the road. my aunt drove by us about 5 minutes before it happened. And she is a first responder so she turned around as fast as she could and came back.

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