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Personal Narrative: Uber To Southland Mall

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I got to school and all of my “friends” crowded around me and told me the plan. We were supposed to meet in the front of the school at the beginning of lunch before anyone gets out. Then we are going to take an Uber to Southland Mall. We are going to stay there until the end of the day and hope that we don 't get caught.

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