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Personal Narrative: Trapped In A Car
When I got trapped in a car
Have you ever been trapped in a car well,I have. One day I went to the store and got groceries with my mom, dad, and my sisters, then me I was the last won out then my sisters shut the door when I was on the way out then I got stuck. When you get stuck it is pyrite scarce special ween firemen have to get you out.

My mom´s car is silver and tall and long and good for a big family like mine and it is a sheave and old, but that is not the whole store, we went to the store and got groceries then we checked out . Then we are walking to my moms car then we forgot wer it was so she honked the horn then we found it then when we got to it. We all helped put the groceries in the car then we all got into the car and took
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