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Personal Narrative: My Neighborhood Memories Of Bayou
I live in Lake Village, Arkansas and my house is a white house in Bayou ln road. My house driveway has brown rocks and is like 50 yards long and 5 yards wide. I have a front porch and a back porch they both about 10 ft wide and 20 ft long. I have half of basketball court, I also have a big yard. In front of my house is a big bayou that connects to Lake Chicot. I have a dock and but is not that big. My neighborhood is full of mexicans. There is a brown house on the right side of my house. When we were little we used to play soccer at the yard or play basketball. The most cool to hangout was the bayou because we could go fishing or shoot snakes on the water. I have some extraordinary memories of that Bayou. I caught my first White Bass there.

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