Personal Narrative: The Cake Is Mine !

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The Cake is Mine! When I was 7, I was not a perfect little angel like every other girl was. I was more of an I-do-what-I-feel-like-doing-girl. I was really selfish and had a pretty bad attitude about everything, even worse than now. I was pretty horrific. Because I am an only child, my parents wanted me to at least have some other children to play with me when I was bored, so my cousins usually came during the summer. However, I didn’t like them very much, so I preferred to play by myself, and not interact with them. Anyway, it was summer, and my cousins had come over to our house to play. They were being annoying as always; but, then again, when you 're young, you tend to exaggerate on everything. I was downstairs, with my mom. My
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