Personal Narrative: My Experiences That Make Up My Identity

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The past couple of years was and still is full of weird and inspiring experiences that make up my identity. The first one is with my cousins in Park city,Utah. The Second experience is about my realizing what life is about.And finally my mentors in life. The first experience is with my cousin Jonah age 14,and my other cousin Oliver age 15, and me age 12[we weren't all that age at that time]. So we were all just screwing around at the outlets and around at stores and looking at things. We took a break at a vending machine and Jonah took out a dollar bill out and put in the machine but spit it out.A couple tries later and still nothing but embraced the shade and were very grateful to get away from the blazing sun. Then came a younger boy and

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