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Personal Narrative: My Funeral Home
It was a beautiful sunny day in the middle of winter. My husband and I had just recently moved out of the States to live in Europe, mainly to be closer to his family. We realized quickly we didnt know our way around in this new country and new city so we began to go on a walk in a new part of town each morning. This one particular morning we had no time for our normal peaceful walk due to the sad loss of my father inlaw. We were running late for the funeral as we rushed across a bridge to the funeral home in a panic. As we made it about half way across the bridge we found a dog. My husband discusted by dogs instantly reminded me we had to hurry, but I couldnt help my self I had to help the adorable thing. After a strong gilt trip and begging
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