Personal Narrative-Rock Climbing !

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Rock climbing!! “Ok girls it is time to get ready for cabin time!” Sarabi said in her amazing voice that was sweet like honey. I slowly crept out of bed and my feet touched the stone floor, when i touched my feet felt like I was in Antarctica because the floor was cold and my feet were warm. I went up to sarabi and quietly said.
“ do we need tennis shoes and bug spray?”
“Yes you will need both” she said with a hint excitement on her voice. I went back to my bunk and pulled my shoes out from under the rustic orange bunk. I put on my pink and white socks I got from Target, then I reluctantly went outside and put on my Off bug spray, and it smelled like poison but I had gotten used to it and had started to grow to like it, it smelled like home.

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