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Going To Mexico: A Short Story

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“When you get out of the airplane please call us, ok?” This was the third time my mother had said this. My sister and I kissed our parents goodbye and we headed towards the airport. I couldn't believe I was actually going to Mexico. I’ve never been to Mexico before. I was finally going to meet my grandparents, my aunts, my uncles, and my cousins.
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