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Personal Narrative: My Trip To Ohio

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My Trip to Ohio On my way to Ohio it was fun let me tell you what happened. First, we got up at 5:00 am We had eaten breakfast before we left. We were grabbing blankets to stay warm because it was a little chilly outside.I was really happy that we were going to ohio because I could not wait to see my cousin Kayla. On my to Ohio me, my mom, and my uncle, went is the car. For about 1 hour we had stopped to get dunkin donuts “when i say those donuts were delicious they were off the chain”! After we ate dunkin donuts we went back in the car and we were driving for hours so i challenged myself my mom and my uncle to sing it was fun i won the singing competition it was lit. After our singing composition we gust listed to bruno mars it got boring

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