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Personal Narrative: The Day I Moved In Iowa
When I lived in Iowa, I thought nothing would change. We lived near our grandparents, and saw them at least once a week. I had lots of friends and saw them practically every day. The last thing on my mind was moving.

On the day we moved it was literally the hottest day of the year. When I learned we were moving, I was very sad, knowing I probably wouldn't see my friends again. The day we moved we were all very sad. Our grandparents came with us to help us move all our furniture. Almost immediately, I met our neighbors, and made friends. Even though I had made friends, I was still super nervous for my first day of school. I didn't think I would make any friends. It turns out, I met my old friend from Iowa’s family friend, and we became best
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