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Personal Narrative-San Diego: A Trip To The City
It was august 4th 2014 i went to bed at 8:00 that day “My’shea” i heard in a loud voice and it was my mother she had wake me up early. and when I woke up I made me some pancakes with my dad and my sisters, then I got cleaned up, then we went to holland michigan to get my aunt and husband and kids. We went to the airport in detroit michigan and we flu the rest of the to san diego. When we landed in san diego we saw a skyscraper and it was so big that we saw it from the airport, but next to the skyscraper was a place called a kids fun zone,

It look just like sky zone and it was a place up stairs where the parents where they had an all you can eat place at for the adults,
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