Personal Narrative: My Last Summer At Band Camp

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Last summer at band camp it all began the doom that resides whether my parents are going to kill me or not. The incident that caused me and my best friends ultimate doom. It all began when Jenny jumped off the bridge into water everyone followed except Jessica and when we were all in the river she disappeared and we still can’t find her and our parents believe that we as a group made her disappear. The people in involved are me (ally), jaydon, Lucy, Alex, and Veronica, and Jenny. Let’s start from where it all began band camp it was the last week of band camp and we all wanted to have a little fun before going back to school so we all decided that the night before we had to leave we’ll sneak out and do something we haven’t before. All of us agreed on jumping off of the bridge into the water and It wasn’t like a bridge where we’d die it’s just like small bridge into the river. We would have egged the mess hall but we didn’t have eggs. Also this was the next thing that we all could agree to. Most of the group wasn’t afraid to jump but Jenny and Alex were because they’re like the “good kids” of the group. …show more content…
Ew “Hey, Ally are you coming we have to get going to school” “Alright give five more minutes Veronica just five I have to finish my makeup” “Well hurry it’s our first day of senior year we can’t be late the first day!”
“I know I know because it’s so important to you, what's the big deal about the first day of school it’s not like Black Friday like we have to be there right away.” “Are you listening to yourself Ally it’s senior year we have to show the underclass men who’s boss and also I promised Lucy we’d pick her up so let’s go or I’m leaving you here”
“Alrighty let me get my

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