Personal Narrative-Pre-School

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Pre-School A long time ago back in Alton where I used to live there was going to be a big change for me. I was little didn't remember much, but i do remember the move van. I remember the men carrying my things rom the car to the house. Me and my father were standing out side, he got me villanelle ice cream and I was trying to make it last on that hot summer day. “Dad why did we leave our home?” I asked with ice cream running down my hand. H said “ We didn’t leave our home, home is where your family is.” I realized that day that we didn't leave our home, home is where you make it.
3rd grade One day, in May when the grass was green and the sky was blue I was walking into Gilson Brown school ready fir the day. I was wearing a pink dress shirt

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