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Personal Narrative: Double Doors

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It was a cold winter morning in the middle of october, 2009. It was around 6:00 when i heard my mom come into my room . She was wearing bright red pajama pants and a plain black t-shirt. When she opened my door, she turned on my light switch, and said, “Get up, it’s time to get ready for school.” When she ended that last word with “school” i rolled out of bed, slowly and got ready. Once I was finished getting ready, my mom came into the living room and said “ It’s time to go down to the bus stop.” So, I put my small bookbag on both of my shoulders and headed out the door with my mom lagging behind.
Once the bus came to a complete stop in front of the school, I told the bus driver goodbye and headed into the double doors. It was a long and
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