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Personal Narrative: My Chicago Trip
My Chicago trip by: Jaiden Karem

“ Just park the car! Just park the car!” I yelled, so we ( Me, Dad, Mom, Brother, Grandpa, and Grandma) could get out of the car AND START OUR ADVENTURE IN CHICAGO CITY. FIRST, WE HAS TO WALK A LITTLE WHILE SO WE COULD GET TO THE PLACE WHERE OUR TOUR STARTED. The walking gave us time to look at some of the prodigious buildings. When we got to the place where our tour starts, a man checked our boarding passes and let us onto the trolley. The first stop of our tour was skydeck Chicago. Skydeck chicago is also known as Willis tower or Sears tower. We did not get of at this stop. We got of at the 3rd stop which is Millennium park Millennium park is known for The Bean,
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