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Personal Narrative-Disney World

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I lay beneath the pale, blue light of a rumbling bus traveling through the winding mountains of West Virginia. The quiet tones of ivory keys on a piano playing through my earbuds. I am surrounded by my sleeping peers. All of them most likely dreaming of our destination; “The Happiest Place on Earth” aka Disney World. I however am terrified. I am struck with a fear new to me. Not a fear of ghosts or murderers, but a fear of my own insignificance. I can’t sleep, these thoughts in my head keep spinning and screaming at me. Shouldn’t I be happy? I’m on my way to Disney World with all my friends. Why am I like this? Hours Before. Everyone is having fun, watching Inside Out, or playing games. I’m one of them. I’m on my phone watching Youtube Videos,

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