Topic > Personal Narrative Essay: When Am I Gone? - 1427
Strip the bed and pillows and put them in boxes. Carefully putting all my toys in a box and having to choose seven of my stuffed animals. Most of our stuff ended up in our car. I was worried that I wouldn't be able to say goodbye to my friends, soon the week passed and I could only say goodbye to my two best friends, who lived right next to the shop, they were the best friends I could ever have I did, even though we argued constantly , we always did
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