Personal Narrative: The Challenges Of Overcoming

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Have you ever faced a challenge that is hard to overcome? The answer is probably yes. Was it an adrenaline rush? Maybe so because mine was. On a Wednesday, August 5th, at about 8:00 in the morning in the summer of 2015 I decided to call my friend to see if I could come over or if he wanted to hang out today. Not to long after that he offered me to come over to his house and I said “yes, I will come over for a little bit.” Therefore, I get in the shower, eat, put some clothes on, and then I put gas in my dirt bike. Shortly after that I realize one of my tires is flat and I also need to put some oil into my dirt bike so I could get to his house safely and efficiently. About thirty minutes later I am able to pump up my tire and I also put oil

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