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Personal Narrative: Goose Creek

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Goose Creek It was a boiling, steaming day. I was going to a friend's house at Goose Creek. When we were driving into Goose Creek, I saw a lot of interesting side by sides and four wheelers. Zack and I went swimming, and I almost Broke my foot. I jumped into a shallow part of the muddy water, and I could barely walk when I got out. When we concluded swimming, we went up to the lot and set up the pop up camper. I was bouncing up and down on the trampoline like a kangaroo before I had to go gather firewood. Zack’s mom had put Coleman Tiki fluid on the firewood and leaves. We went over to grab the lighter; Zack’s mom said, “Be careful!” Next, I sat down in this oddly shaped chair that sat really far back like a reclined person.

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