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Freedom In Mexico

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She was dozing off when she was abruptly awoken by a knock on her bedroom window. She threw the covers off her bed and approached the window and unlocked it; the first thing she saw was a gun tapping on the glass. My cousin Josh and I were beyond ecstatic to hear that our families would be going to Mexico for Christmas. It was indefinitely the best vacation the two of us had ever been on simply due to the fact that we had never been anywhere together other than the small town of Lemmon, South Dakota. Though we were on a resort, stranded, the sense of freedom was everywhere in Mexico. The two of us had secretly received the yellow armbands rather than the orange ones, which would have insisted we were under the age of 18, the legal drinking

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