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Vocabulary: A Personal Narrative Essay
When’s the last time you’ve had a good laugh? If you haven’t had a good laugh today then it’s your lucky day! One thing that makes me laugh everyday is my little 5 month old sister, Drew. Everyday when I come home from school I always go straight to my sister Drew and play with her. Since she is at that age where baby teeth are starting to come in she’s teething, so she likes to try and eat everything! So when I go and play with her she grabs my face and tries to eat my nose… it’s like she’s a zombie! Not only that but I have a nickname for her, Drooly. I call her that sometimes because she is constantly drooling on everything. It’s so bad that her face gets all red when she drools! When Drew tries to eat my nose she gets her slobber ALL over
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