Personal Narrative-Band Camp

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Going too band camp was a lot of work but it was a lot of fun. I was thrilled to be going too band camp for a week. the ride there was very loud but I was tired so I just put my headphones in and fell into a deep dark sleep, because I was getting mad because they think it is funny too yell at seven thirty in the morning. It took us two and half hours to get too Northwood University.

When we got there I ran off the bus I had to get help with my heavy green suitcase. I got my key too my room and I want in it I was the first one so I picked the single bed then Dakota and Kayla came in at the same time so they just picked beds. So I set up my things in the room and then I seen we got a new girls named Paige and I asked if she wanted to be

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