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Personal Narrative: My Trip To Dominican Republic
I went to Dominican Republic to see my mom and my brother and sister. When i saw my mom we started crying each other because we have a long time without seen each other. When i saw my sister and brother in dominican republic i went crazy and they were big. Them we went to see a movie and we have a lot of fun.

I was helping my mom working because sometimes she needs to do stuff and bring the kind to the appointment.
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