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Personal Narrative: Going To Catalina
Going to Catalina was a very fun trip. Although it did have to get cut short because of the incoming storm. Luckily, there was still time for us to do some fun activities while we were there and while it lasted. The most exciting event that was at Catalina was the snorkeling because I wanted to explore in the water to see different types of fish, and to just have fun. When we first met at the meeting place to start snorkeling, I was very excited. We headed over to see a couple small buildings with wetsuits in them. Then they talked about the different fish we would be able to see throughout the snorkeling process. Some of them were pretty cool because one of the fish had a false “eye” on it’s back. Some if any other fish were to attack it,

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