Personal Narrative: My First Trip To Idaho

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On my first trip to Idaho for my homeschooling group meeting, I knew I would embarrass myself. I always did. Because my mom set this up I was expected to stand and pump everybody up. I saw the heads turning as if in slow motion to look at me as I stood up on the moving bus, their glaring eyes boring into my shy soul. Slowly opening my mouth, while praying that I wouldn’t botch my only chance to make a first impression. Miraculously, instead of shaking, words came out that sounded like I was having fun. As I felt for my shyness, I noticed something very strange, I was having fun and I was happy. A smile broke across my face as I shouted out the words, “How we all doing tonight!” The expected reply came shouted out by the hundreds of smiling
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