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Personal Narrative: My First Time Paintballing
My first time paintballing Have you ever gone paintballing? Well if you haven’t you are going to want to go paintballing really badly after reading this, so get ready. It was 7:00 pm and me, Diego, Jose, and Jordan are ready to ach and everyone else. Me and my brother Diego were paintballing for the first time, but Jordan and Jose were pros at this. Jordan was already in a paintball league, and Jose and his dad owned a very expensive automatic paintball gun and Jose used it a lot and practiced frequently with it.

We waited for jordan to be dropped off. And five minutes later he arrived. “Let’s scare him.” Jose whispered to me, “Okay let’s do it.” I said quietly. [Me and jose are waiting behind cars in the parking lot at this time.]

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