Personal Narrative: Things In Guatemala

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Guatemala is the place where I born, it different there and here, because there is animals almost the whole place, and people has animals in their houses, like sheep and bees on trees on the back of the houses or a little far away, and one my grandma forgot the key and she didn’t know what to do, because was a new year and people use masks like alien some people are happy and some people are sad because they don’t have their family with them, but when we went to the festival of the new year, my grandma find the key on her packet and my grandma told that i have to hold the key in my hand

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