Personal Narrative Analysis

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Though stereotyped as aggressive and dangerous, fires are sensitive beings who, like humans, need sufficient preparation. While this may seem simple, it was lost on me for countless attempts. There I sat, sweat boiling on my brow and match in hand, lighting single twigs or old egg cartons, hoping that a small flame would magically transform into a powerful beast. But, with every attempt, I was met with a mocking failure. Eventually I gave up on my performance as Prometheus, and walked away, ego dragging in the cold ashes behind me. After the breakdown of our oil furnace, I was left home alone for an entire weekend, forced to face my enemy once again. At first, unwilling to accept dependance upon my wood burning stove, I layered up on countless

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