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My Envyy: The Day I Jumped In Holland Lake
Throughout my life, I oftentimes find myself within a state of envy while reading a novel where the character has experienced a situation that took their breathe away. The origin of my envy may have branched from my lack of experience of situations that had taken my breathe away. Each novel described the feeling as an overwhelming sense admiration because what they were experiencing was so beautiful and exciting. The only connection I had to this experience was through the situations of others. However, my connection to this experience soon became independent the day that I hiked to the waterfall located within the mountain surround Holland Lake. As I hiked into Holland Lake with my best friend, I encountered the first experience that ever

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