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Personal Narrative: Entering Paf Paw
Entering Paw Paw I was filled with excitement as I saw the stage being set up and all the campers. Once we were directed to our parking spot, we both got out and gathered our camping supplies. Once we gathered our supplies, we decided to walk around looking for people we knew, as well as camping spots that were not already reserved. After tirelessly searching for friends that were not even there yet to figure out, we came upon what seemed like a perfect spot until we saw that it was reserved. After leaving this campsite, we retreated back to the woods area to sit and think of what to do. Shortly after his girlfriend contacted me saying that she and my ex were there. Hearing this we decided to walk all the way back to the entrance to meet them,
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