Personal Narrative: My New Elementary School

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I was born in San Francisco California and lived there for about nine years. During my time there, I was clueless about why I was born onto this world but to eat hot cheetos and play yu-gi-oh cards. After nine years of living in San Francisco, my parents thought moving to Millbrae would be the best way to provide their children with the best education. However, transferring to a new elementary was a rough transition for me because the kids in my new school didn’t like yu-gi-oh and hot cheetos, their lives revolved around playing sports. Everyday after school I would come home looking very depressed, so my parents decided to sign me up for sports like basketball, football, and swimming. Out of all the sports that I played in elementary school,

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