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Personal Narrative: My Fear Of Sharks

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Let’s get one thing straight, the ocean and myself don’t get along. I can think of better ways to die than getting shredded apart by a shark the size of my car. My fear of sharks stemmed from the time my parents thought it would be a fun thing to show a 5 year old the 1975 movie Jaws, the movie may have been fake but I can assure you my fear has been very genuine ever since. Envision my delight after being told that my family had purchased a beach house. Of course, my older brothers were ecstatic about the possibility of learning to surf and to spend days in the ocean. Me? I would rather have spent my day doing quite literally anything other than risking an encounter with some oversized goldfish juiced up on

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