Personal Narrative: Seventeen Acres

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Seventeen Acres There had always been one week every year that was very special to me. It would start out as a joyful car ride and transform into a long, eventful road trip. The final destination that we would arrive at sixteen dreadful hours later was a warm, petite home located on seventeen acres of property in a little town known as Smithers. As my parents, younger brother, and I pulled up in the driveway, my Papa would be ready to greet each of us with a warm hug. We didn 't see each other often, therefore we made the most of the time that we had. As everyone else watched TV, Papa would show me how to bake and teach me all of the things he knew. He would often take me to the pond and show me the frogs and the salamanders. This was something
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