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Personal Narrative-Making Pumpkin Packed Cake
Hi, guys today I wanted to tell you about how me and my friend had so much fun making pumpkin rolls cake. Well my older sister and my mom helped to. I love to bake along with showing, excpecially with other people. I'm not going to tell you the recipe but I still going to tell you about them. So lets get started. We were going over to her house to hang out and we decided to make pumpkin rolls. The first batch we made wasn't the best but it was still really good for our first try. Then we looked to see if we had enough to make a couple more batches, and we did. On the second batch I turned on the mixer to high and made the flour go every where. We all started to laugh and we couldn't stop. It was all because I forgot I couldn't turn it up that
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