Personal Narrative: My Special Object

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My Special Object Once I heard the news that they were home from Alaska I race up the stairs and bulleted to the front door like a was or race horse or something. It was my grandparents and my brothers in a black car rolling up our driveway. Once they got out of the car they got bombarded with questions like “How was the trip,” “What did your guys all do,” and of course my little sister asking “did you guys get me anything.” I was kinda glad she asked that because I didn’t want to be the one that did that. Of course they answered “you’ll have to wait and see.” Once they got all of their stuff in the house I went to talk with my brothers, but I instantly got called up to the living room. Once I got up there my grandma said that my brother

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