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Personal Narrative: My Trip To Georgia
My family and I went to Georgia for my grandpa’s funeral. We slept for a couple hours in the car. Everyone slept for like 2 hours until we stopped for things like pop,food, and bathroom. We had McDonald's on the way back. Everyone got a pop and a few breakfast burritos.On our way back we stopped at a winery in Tennessee. We looked around and we went inside and it smelled like grape. When we returned from our trip to Georgia everyone was tired and went to
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