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Personal Narrative: My Rollercoaster Cart
We were up next, we all got on. We filled almost the whole rollercoaster cart there was not a buckle just a safety bar. We all were situated I was put next to my cousin jasmine same age as me as there as a gap in between our skinny selves. The cart started moving and I was scared.

It was the summer of 2016 in Mexico, the whole family decided to go to the amusement park cousins and cousins, and loads of cousins. We all payed and got in, we were ready to have some fun! All of us decided we should stick together so we all went on I believe one of the biggest rollercoasters there the big mountain. As we all got on and just about filled up most of the cart I was very scared, I decided to go on with my 12 year old cousin jasmine. We both were
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