I Grow Up In Dupree-Personal Narrative

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I grew up in Dupree in an old white and yellow trailer house near Main Street. I lived there for five years until I have moved out in the country. I lived out in the country for a year and a half roughly. I moved back into Dupree in a tan trailer house near the school for six years until my grandmother got a new white trailer house. I am currently living there since seventh grade. The places I went to hang around was Pioneer Hall when I was living in an old white and yellow trailer house. I also hung around Harry’s Hall, I was involved with breaking the window in Harry’s Hall; it was a blur when I try to remember who broke the window; so I believed it was me but it wasn’t, it was a different kid from my childhood. There was an incident where

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