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Personal Narrative: My Orchestra Fall Concert
On the day I have my orchestra fall festival concert the and I was tuning late because my dressed ripped in the back my mom had to fix it. First my mom wasn't even dressed in to begin with, my family didn't show up yet so we can leave the house, my mo had a hard time get the the dress together again.
I tried to handle the situation as best asI can I had another dress that wore to my homecoming.
Then my mom got dressed, and family showed up to the house to go to the to the concert. As we were going to the concert, my dad got lost on the expressway and that was going down hill form there. It took us at leasttwo hoursto find an exit and turn back around. By then the concert had started three hours ago.
Finally arrived to the concert and I missed
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