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Personal Narrative: I Grew Up In A Park
I grew up in a town called Littleton, CO. It is located outside of Denver. My family lived in a townhouse that faced a park. The park separated my house from my elementary school. The school was named after the poet, Carl Sandburg. My brother and I would walk across the soccer fields in the park everyday to get to school, even when they were covered in snow. Sometimes, after school, my brother and I would walk through the park to the ice skating rink. We would skate until our father got home from

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