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Personal Narrative-A Day At The Kitten Sanctuary

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It was a lovely morning as we woke up getting eager to come help out a kitten sanctuary and bond with actual felines. The experience of meeting each other was riveting and many friends were made. Once the drivers settled, we quickly grouped into separate car seats and all drove together to the Kitten Sanctuary. There was not a better day to start the day than to have meetings with old and new friends afterward get to meet felines and cats being nurtured. At first, we came in a sanctuary-like place and a nice lady greeted us all. The people at the sanctuary were very nice to us and made us feel welcome at home. Instantly, we felt the kittens presence and heard many meows. Immediately, she quickly picked a couple groups to go one by one in a

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