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Personal Narrative: Growing Up In Utah
I was originally born in California. However, I moved to Salt Lake City, Utah when I was 8 years old. If I had to pick a place to call my hometown it would be in Utah. Growing up in Utah was a wonderful experience. I lived in a beautiful valley that laid between giant mountains that surrounded my town.

After a long night of snowfall, my brother's and I would spend all day sledding or snowboarding on the mountain near our home. On our way back down the mountain we would stop by our favorite grill house or pub and grab something to eat.
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