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Personal Narrative: Passing A Volleyball

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It was a late night around 9pm. My friends and I decided to go to east to hang and pass a volleyball like we usually do. We weren 't that far from east because we were spending the night at my friend Hannahs. Sisi came and brought her longboard. I was happy because I could ride her longboard and it was really fun. While Sisi, Hannah, and Sydney were passing a volleyball I was riding the longboard around. After a few hours we all got bored of passing the volleyball and being at east. We decided to go back to Hannah and, I was going to ride the longboard. Sisi told me not to go down a hill and I said I wouldn 't. And I was ahead of Sisi and Sydney. Hannah and I were talking about random stuff. I told her I was going to go down this small hill

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