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Personal Narrative: The Day Before Thanksgiving
On November 22nd, The day before Thanksgiving, Rachel went food shopping with her mom.” Mom, what are we getting? “ Rachel asked with a smirk on her face. Her mom answered, “Turkey, Steak, and Mashed Potatoes. Why?“. “Because I want to know what we’re going to eat tonight!”, Rachel replied with a serious face. ”You’ll see what we’re having tonight, you’ll love it!“, Rachel’s mom replied with a smile on her face and went on looking around the store. When Rachel and her mom were about to leave, she saw a mysterious person staring, waiting for their next action….
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