Kay's House-Personal Narrative

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The brittle coldness of the wind bounced off our faces and the voices of my best friends surrounded me. Me and my three closest friends were on our way to a party. Breann lived up in Roberts ferry and her neighbors house was our hangout spot you could say. There was a huge pool and a balcony perfect for tanning. With these perfect aspects we had a brilliant idea to have a party there. When we arrived there was a table full of candy and chips, but this was no surprise. Dylan was there and his mom always provided for us even if she did go a little over board. “Hey,” I heard dylan call out as he was walking out of the door. We all walked up to him, gave him a hug, and then walked over to the porch area where the main part of the party would be held.

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I walked in and at first it looked normal but then I saw a big spiral staircase leading up to something, somewhere, but I didn't know what. Dylan must of known I was curious because he told me that I could go up there. I walked up the stairs and when I reached the top I took upon a breathtaking view of the surroundings of the house. After looking in amazement at the trees and fields that had surrounded the house I went back downstairs to see what was happening. To my surprise there was only three people down there. “Where did everyone go,” I asked Breann. “I let them ride the ranger,” she said with a regretful look on her face. We sat there for a while, but got bored. So we started having contest to see who could jump the highest. Breann then Madison took their turns jumping and it was pretty sad. They got about an inch off the ground it seemed like. Finally after watching them it was my turn and I was ready to claim my victory. I was about to take my leap when the door swung open and Dylan was standing there out of breath. “Whats wrong?” I

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