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Personal Narrative On Mid-July

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It Was a calm day in Mid-July, Although very hot outside, everyone at my house was cool. I had some friends over the night before, and we were all very tired from last night, there was Jeric, a tall, African-American, Teenager, Aaron, a short, white, teenager, and Jacques who was a tall, strong African-American Adult. We were all so exhausted from the previous night, and so were the girls that had joined us somewhere over the course of last night. It was all well and good until I received a phone call from my mother saying that she would be home in two whole hours. Immediately we sprung into action and rushed to clean the whole house, we had to wake up the random girls that accompanied us and call them Ubers. Aaron began to pick up trash

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