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Personal Narrative: My Summer
Mario Hernandez
Period 3

What I did this past summer.

This past summer I went paintballing a couple of times with my friends and after that I did almost nothing just work I work at pizza hut. I also went fishing to ports Mansfield we caught about two, three fishes we were there then we went back home stopped by McDonalds got some hamburgers went home got some sleep. I did almost nothing this summer because I mostly slept. If any I went to go out to go eat, watched one movie at the movies, Dawn of the rise of the planet of the apes. There is nothing I did after that just work, work, and work. This summer I tried to go to the beach rent a condo there stay a couple of night but my truck broke down so this summer I just worked to pay
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