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Personal Narrative: Seeing My Grandma Again Essay

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Seeing my grandma again is always fun. The first couple of days with just my family in Florida were okay. On the way to Florida my mom told me that my cousins were coming to visit too right after they stop by Texas first to see their other grandma. I couldn’t understand why they would go all the way to Texas and then Florida in just a 2 week period. But I didn’t care I was still really excited to see them. Where I live I’m the only girl around. I have only 2 brothers. I’m surrounded by boy at my house and have been my whole life. So when I heard that there are going to be girls around to hang out with girls on my vacation I got really excited. At first when my cousins arrived I didn’t know it was them because they had a rental car….

We had to get up really early like 5:30 in the morning to go. I’m pretty sure that my cousins left that day too. This was the first time we have met Kenny and his daughters for all I remember of. My dad has mentioned him before to me about one of his daughters dance recital how she wanted me to go. Both of Kenny’s daughters are dancers but one is now 18 years old her name is Gabby and the other is 10 years old whose name is Kelsie. Kelsie’s dance recital is the one she wanted me to go to so that she could meet me and hang out with me but this was years ago. I never went because we were doing something else instead. So on the way to Siesta Key we were all sleeping because it was a long drive and really early in the morning. When we got there it was about the middle of the day the sun was out and the sand was real. What I mean by the sand is real is it was pure white and soft and cold. The sand by the lakes and beaches in Michigan is not real it doesn’t feel real or look real. We hung out with Kenny’s daughters and played a bunch of games such as, mother may I mafia, and tag etc. They are really nice and fun to hang out with too. Then we got ready to go because we had to leave the next morning to go home. We couldn’t spend the night there we had to go to a hotel because there wasn’t enough room for all of us to fit in that…

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