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Personal Narrative: Twelve Sentence Story
Twelve Sentence Story It was December, 18 2008. I was eight years old and with one of my old friends Brandi. School was cancelled so we thought it would be fun to play in the snow, we both were not expecting the consequences from it. We were all ready to go outside, all dressed up and warm. There was way more ice on the ground than snow, and that was going to be a problem. Everywhere you stepped you would slide and fall. We grew with excitement to go out and have some fun. Then We went to the shed to go get our sleds. My favorite sled was the saucer, and Brandi’s was the normal long one. We were both so excited to go out and sled. We got to our spots and got ready to go. Suddenly my dad came out, he wanted to give me a push. After
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