Personal Narrative Essay: Mel The Metal Hero

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Mel the Metal Hero Hi, my name is Mel. I’m 21 years old and this is the story of the time I saved New York. One day at school we were told we are going to a metal facility, everyone excited. A week later the day came we were all happy and jumpy. At the metal facility we learned how people make metal bars to make tools; we also learned how people made cars. When we were on the bridge over the metal crushers, I leaned forward for a closer look after the tour guide told us not to but I did it anyway and next thing I know I’m falling toward the crusher. I screamed at the top of my lungs till they noticed when they did they were going crazy trying to figure out what to do. I slipped and fell on to the conveyer belt and was running for my life,…show more content…
They explained to me that before you “died” when the crusher was crushing you a piece of metal dug into you. “Somehow the metal found its way to your heart and well look” the doctor held up a mirror and half his body is made of metal now. I said “wow this is cool”. The doctor said “no it is not cool. If this keeps up your entire body will be metal. I said “not cool, so not cool. What can I do”? The doctor “the only thing I can think of is learn to use the power you now have, also stay home a few days until you learn. I agreed. So after I went home and went through a lot of questions from my mom I went sleep. When I woke up I felt weird then I looked down there was no metal body or anything but I felt weird not like yesterday weird but light weird. So mom came in with so breakfast. She said “the doctor called and he wants to see you today at nine thirty I’m going to drive you so be ready. I said “okay”. At 9:30 we went the hospital and the doctor (whose name is bob) came and called me by myself. He said that I look normal and I replied I don’t feel normal. We did some test everything normal then this one test made everything bad. Here’s what happened he told me to hold this nail and try suck to it in me so I tried, nothing happened, I spent 10 minutes trying but nothing happened I started to give up, then I looked down on the I had a flashback, I remember me stepping on a nail then

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