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My narrative On May 13, 1996 at 11:50 A.M. I was born. My name is Austin Brandmeyer. I wasn’t the only one born that day though. Twelve minutes before my twin sister, Ashleigh, was born. With my sister I have two brothers. One of them is older, Jacob, and the other is younger, Cameron. One day when I was in second grade. I was bored so I went downstairs to use my hit-a-way. A hit-a-way is a baseball hooked onto two ropes that attaches to a pole. Every time the ball came to me I hit it. After a couple of swings though the ball creeped up on me and hit me square on the nose. I ran upstairs to my grandma holding my nose to keep from bleeding everywhere. She was watching us because my parents were in Hawaii. My grandma saw me and she went to get me a towel and ice pack and I went to sit on the couch. Then, she called my Aunt Sheryl, a nurse. She put a butterfly on my nose so I didn’t need stitches. This is how I got the scar on my nose. A song to describe this would be painkiller. It would describe it because I was in pain but it went away. Last summer, my family and I moved from the east side of New Baden to the west side. I was the lucky one who got out of moving. The reason is I broke my leg a few weeks before. We had to get my Uncle Derek to help since I was on crutches, my older brother wouldn’t help, and the rest of my family couldn’t pick up anything heavy. Derek was a big help also because he could drive his company truck. The truck was big enough to fit our whole house. It took a while to move everything in. After a couple of weeks though we weren’t quite done. All we had left was small stuff like dishes, valuables, and other stuff. I was healed and could help with everything now. Eventually we were all moved in and relaxed. A song to describe this event would be ain’t Nothing Wrong With that. This describes it because there ain’t nothing wrong with breaking a leg to get out of moving. A few years ago my dad got a job offer that would force us to move to St. Louis. I was ready to go to a new place, a new town, and meet new friends. The rest of my family didn’t want to didn’t want to though. This left my dad with a very hard decision. After a few months we were having an annual cookie party. I was downstairs with games, people, and food all around. My dad told me we were not moving. I didn’t know what to think. After a while I realized it wasn’t a bad thing. That is because I have friends here. This reminds me of the song friend like that. That is because moving would have made me leave all of my friends. These three events have all impacted my life. My broken nose gave me a scar that Ashleigh would always use to make me feel bad buy it didn’t phase me. She eventually got bored of doing it and stopped. Moving into the house I’m in now I like better than my old house. I like it better because I’m in a much quieter neighborhood. My dad not taking the job offer was better because I have better friends here. We were going towards them following the majestic and loud horses. We all had a large and loaded gun in our hand. Bang! We started pretty good. Then at some point they just nailed us. Bodies, bloody and dead, were going down all around. Some of the other young and fast troops and I, short and built, hid behind a colossal and protective rock to think of a strategy. We thought of something successful and intelligent. We were winning and pushed them back to a tall and endless wall. They put the white, waving flag up as fast as a cheetah. We had won. We celebrated all starry, beautiful night. A man was swiftly swimming in a lake across from his hotel. The water was so murky he could't even see his hands. He had no idea that the lake was invested by ravenous crocidiles. An unseen crocidile jumped out of the water and clung on to him. It's sharp and enourmous teeth wouldn't let go. Agressively the man moved his arms around it's body. He was looking for it's eyes somewhere on the bumpy skin. The crocidile wouldn't stop dominating. The crocidile was just merciless. The man found the eye though and it let go. media type="custom" key="7784975"