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Personal Narrative: My Trip To North Dakota

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Everyone has a favorite trip that brings back great memories. My trip to North Dakota is one of my all-time favorites. On the way there it was fine what I mean like is no accidents like flat tire, no gasoline problems and all that kind of stuff. When I was about to pack up I felt like there is going to be a problem coming back from North Dakota and we did. On the way back just about to enter freedom we almost hit a big buck, it almost looked like a 9 pointer to me, but my dad it was a 8 pointer. When we were about to leave our home it was a long drive there and back, so yeah I really did not care all I cared about was to get there with no incidents/accidents. When we got there we went to a beautiful restaurant which was big like almost like

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