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Personal Narrative Essay: Humorous Rocks

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When I was a little boy enjoying summer in France, I went to the beach every day. At the beach there were many treacherous rocks that were sometimes were prickly and hard to step on, but as an adventures little boy I went on anyway. I loved the sound of the waves crashing on the rocks and washing away the rock’s sharp end. My favorite hobby on the rocks was to find little puddles of left over ocean water where little fish would swim and ponder at my every move. It was very enjoyable and relaxing for a little energetic child my age. As time went on I discovered new areas and rock structure along the beach that I would name after rooms in my home. Sometime I would even nap on the warm and softer rocks that were soothing and lulled me to sleep.

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