Personal Narrative: The Statue Of Liberty

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It was a rainy December 26th and me and my family were on the Brooklyn Bridge.The bridge was crowded with everyone constantly stopping to soak in as much as they could.The view of the Statue of Liberty was magnificent which led to many tourists stopping to take pictures.After almost walking half a mile we were ready to go home.The way to the exit was all the way back down and then you had to take the tunnel back to the subway.The way down was chaotic and quite dangerous.
People were on their bikes and us people who were walking were running just not to go get hit.Next you had to manuver through many people just you did not hit anyone.Then you had the fact that it was starting to rain which made it even more chaotic.In addition to that you had

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