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Xochitl-Personal Narrative
Once upon a time in Mexico, there was a young woman with no children… yet. Her name was Xochitl and she lived with her mother, and her two sisters and each one of her sisters had three children. So one day Xochitl had to find a job to maintain her future child, but Xochitl didn’t want to work until her child was born.

Finally that day has come, Xochitl was anxious to get her new little girl out of her tummy. Finally she came out and into the world. Xochitl had already thought of the perfect name for her, Quilatli. In a different far away place was a newborn as well his name was Felipe. Felipe was born in the beautiful city of New York, all though the people didn’t make it so comforting.

As the years went passing,
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Which Felipe thought it was a plump that she was taking that long, it was HIS birthday and not hers! Felipe wanted to arrive at Acapulco on the day of his birthday. Finally Serena has finally finished packing after a couple of minutes. So they went on there way to the their private jet.

Felipe felt a little uncomfortable because Serena was sitting oddly close, so he stood up and pretended like if he need the bathroom but he didn’t really need it. As he sat back down, two further back from where Serena was sitting. Felipe immediately fell asleep. He dreamt of him having a family feud which he didn’t like. He woke by the fright. He looked around to see if he had screamed, but he didn’t.

Felipe noticed it was only 9:30 pm yet everyone was asleep, everyone except for his dad. Although Felipe did want to talk to his dad about his dream he wouldn’t know how to explain it to him. Felipe doesn’t really communicate as much as he does with his mom. When his dad turned around Felipe closed his eyes and pretended he was
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What Felipe didn’t realize that they were going to stay in a ridiculously big beach house. For some reason Felipe was embarrassed. They settle in and a young maiden took him to his was quite big lots of shelves with lots of books and antiques. His room also had a large window which gave him a view of the buildings in the city and a medium sized house. Felipe noticed that the colors on the house were a formal brown but once he got to that wall right across from his window it was blue teal and samon with a lot of different instrumental

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