Personal Narrative: The Day I Got My Dog

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I rember the day that i got my dog major vividly. It started out like this one of my friends was having castel fun center that day. So i had to call my mom to see if i can go go. When she picked up the phone "i said hi mom can i go to a party"she said "maybey just come home" when i came home. I said hi to my mom and i went into my room and i played video games . Then my mom starts video taping me "saying what do yo like to do" i said "i like to play video games". Her next question to me was do you want a youtube account?" I said yes then my answer was maybe and she need to think about it. All of a sudden my room door had opened and closd. When i wlaked to my door i saw my dad push the door open and he was holding a puppy. I cried and

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