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Personal Narrative: Moving To Tennessee
I had just moved to Tennessee about a month ago, I was an only child so it got lonely most of the time, there was also not a lot of kids we're I lived then one day my mother told me there was a library just down the rod so I went up stairs to my room and grabbed a thin sweater and put on some old sneakers then I was on my way. As I was walking I saw a strange house that caught my attention, all the windows had thick dark swayed curtains that draped over the solemnis and depression that the had,I could tell the paint had been chipped off the sides of the house from years of wear, after observing the house continued to

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