Personal Narrative: Sedgewickville Community

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I grew up in a place where the neighbors lived a mile away, the animals ran loose all the time, and if you really felt like it, you could walk outside naked and nobody could really see you. It was a small town where everybody knew everybody; when driving down the road, you knew who was in the car passing you, and by the off chance you didn't, you still waved anyways. Going to the local gas station for a soda or to fill up the truck turned into a trip to go see your friends and visit. The family lived right around the corner, and bonfires were a regular thing.
"Sedgewickville Population: 173" is what the town's sign said. It was so small that you couldn't really call it a town. It was a gas station and countless churches. The school had

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