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Personal Narrative: Snow Spray
Shhhhhhhhh!!! Snow sprayed everywhere, this made him mad this time.

"I'll get you!", he yelled.

The snow was perfect in Colorado, the warm afternoon made the snow slushy and perfect for spraying on relatives. My cousin, Jacob, is a younger and less experienced snowboarder. I would speed down the hill and wait what seemed like years for him to methodically trudged down. As he finally arrived at the bottom I decided to taunt him.

"I beat you!", I shouted mockingly.

"My friend Aiden is about to be here, and he is going to put you in your place!", he answered, clearly irritated.

We went down a few more hills before I finally met Aiden. He wore oakley gear and googles, and had a very expensive board. At that moment, the confidence drained

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