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Personal Narrative: Clean Up At The Fairgrounds
To start off the day I had to go clean up at the fairgrounds. When people show an animal in the fair that is also sold everyone has to get up super early to “do your duty”. The only reason the kids have to do this is so they can get their check. It's usually not so bad but this time it was different. The rain seemed to be never ending. The pavilion was crammed with all kinds of people trying to stay dry. Unlike everyone else i was one of the few who decided to help so i could get my check and go on my way. My job was to carry these grey metal chairs out of this soping wet trailer. Now on any other day i would have loved to “play” in the rain, but i was wearing athletic shorts, boots, and an old t-shirt, and it was windy. When i finally sat down and decided i was done and it was one of the …show more content…
At this point i was getting very mad at the kids complaining they were cold and haven't even set foot in the rain once. On the other hand i was drenched, not even my socks were dry, I felt like a ice cube. One of the adults stood on a table yelling, trying to get everyone's attention, that once the track was clean, everyone can get their check and leave. When everything was clean and all the trash picked up, everyone got their checks.

I got mine and all i could think of was how awesome my first vacation would be. Now i was off to go pick up my best friend, she was going with us. I got to her house and she was sitting on her porch waiting for me to get there. When i pulled up in the driveway, she yells “THIS IS GOING TO BE A GREAT VACATION!”. We get finally get to my house, my parents had the trunk so full i thought it was going to burst. Me and my friend Belle try shoving our bags in, they would barely fit. So i ask my mom if she needed to bring the whole house

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