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Personal Narrative: My Trip To Michoacan Mexico
Every year around christmas time me and my parents go on a trip to Michoacan Mexico, where i was born. Usually a day before flying out we go to my cousins house in San diego and we hang out for the day. I always get very excited to see them because it only happens one or twice a year. About to years ago when we went to visit them we decided to go to the beach. I was unprepared to go, i remember i was wearing some jeans, a tank and some vans- not the best idea for the beach. Once we got to the beach i wanted to get a picture everywhere because it had a ton of nice views. I then decided i wanted to show them to my friends so i got my phone out to post them on Facebook. Although i failed to post them because there was no signal. My cousin susie offered to give me hotspot …show more content…
We continued to walk through out the beach and then suddenly i see the perfect place to take a picture. It was a cavelike rock with water falling from it. Little did i know the water was not going to be the only thing falling from it. After me and all my cousins get near the little cave they all go into it . i was a little bit scare because there were a ton of little rocks and there was water. I knew i was going to get wet if i went in and i was willing to just to get my picture. As my cousin was handing me her hand to get in the cave i stepped on a rock and realized it had slime. i was scared but procceded to take my picture. Right as i was changing my pose i stared slipping, Just like in the movies i tried to stay up and was trying to keep my balance. It was no success i fell down and everyone was laughing because it was funny how i had fallen. I remember it hurt me so bad, but i got my picture on a cave and on the ground. Besides falling i also got in trouble cause i rueind not only my phone but my cousins. Whenever we go see them we always go back to that moment and laugh about how we're never going to the beach
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