Personal Narrative: The San Marcos River

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When I lived in San Marcos, Texas there was a river called the San Marcos River. Every year when it got warm enough everybody went tubing. This is where you get a tube and let the river current take you. In the middle of the river there were these rafts. It was fun to slide down them with your tube and even more fun to go down them without a tube. This is what I loved most about living here. There was this one time were I almost drowned. You have to be a good swimmer because there were these currents that can pull you under water. I was at the ledge when my sister pushed me in the water. I was so close to the raft that it sucked me down. Not seeing where I was going I got caught in the dreadful current. I open my eyes as I start to feel my

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