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Personal Narrative: Why I Love Fall
While many people dislike fall, I love it. First, Halloween is in October and October is in the fall season. This is wonderful because my favorite holiday is Halloween. Next, there is all sorts of leaves of different colored leaves everywhere. I like this because all of the leaves everywhere create a rainbow of different leaves. Lastly, I like fall because of the fog. Fog brings back memories from my childhood and makes me feel like I´m in a horror movie so I appreciate fall. This is why I love
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