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Personal Narrative: My Water Collide
When we arrived there the water slides were the first thing we saw there were at least 10. First we all went in the wave pool then me and my dad went on a water slide called the cobra. The slide looked like a big snake and we had to climb some stairs to get up. When we got up it looked like it was dark the whole way but it wasn’t it was awesome I yelled,”WEEEEEEEEEEE” then I screamed,” AHHHHHHHHHHHHH” when we dropped. We went down and up down and up until we stopped. Then we got off and went to the next one which I was scared of it was called the Tornado. It looked like a funnel but it was enormous and it was blue and yellow. The tube could hold four people. When we were going up the stairs my knees were like jelly my dad encouraged me to

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