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Personal Narrative: Growing Up In A Heanet Pond

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Growing up in a small, close-knit town was a great experience. I was lucky enough to live on a block with many other kids, so there was always something going on. We would often gather in the cul-de-sac across the street for a game of soccer during the day or manhunt at night. In the winter, we would head down to the duck pond and spend our afternoons sledding down the hills or ice skating on the frozen pond. Hot summer days were spent splashing around the community pool. A select few would brave the high dive while the others looked up in amazement from below. Then we would hear a lifeguard announce, "Adult swim!" over the loud speaker which was our cue to hop out of the pool and head over to the snack bar. The thin crust pizzas were
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