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Personal Narrative: The Day I Had On Jet Ski
When I got on the jet ski they put a life jacket on me and me and my mom put a gucci hat on me and me and my dad drove 80 mph and I told my dad to slow down but he wouldnt, it was windy so I didn't notice my hat fell of the jet ski and it sunk in the water and my dad went so far that we couldn't see the sand so we drove so fast that my hair almost fell off. We continued this for ten minutes but we couldn't see land we were at the middle of nowhere. We saw a boat so we stopped and asked the people for directions.

They said it was ten miles away and keep going straight. We said thank you and went fast because we were about to run out of gas. We kept going for about ten minutes and saw nothing, we had two miles left on the tank but we never gave up. We went 200 mph which was maximum but it turned out we ran out of gas and we were stranded in the ocean with no people, no food. …show more content…
So we swam and we a boat so we asked them for a ride. They said yes so when we arrived back my mom said “where have you been” she said. Me and my dad told her that the jet ski ran out of gas and we had to swim till a boat had picked us up. We ate lunch and I thought what a crazy jet ski
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