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Kenny-Personal Narrative

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Kenny sped down the steep flight of stairs, starving. The scent of freshly cooked pancakes made his mouth water as he tried to eat up the scent. He opened his mouth, letting the comforting scent bathe his tongue. As he was caught up in whiffing up as much of the delicious bread-like smell, he tripped over his own foot. He went tumbling down the stairs. To his luck, there were only three or four stairs left.

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