Personal Narrative-H Is For Haunted

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H is for Haunted

Every year all of my cousins, my grandma, and I go on a camping trip. We have been doing it since I was about 4 years of age. Every time I went fishing I could never get a fish because I could not shut my mouth for more than 5 minutes.

We went to this place called Circle G. This was our first year going there.

My grandma’s only mistake was that she got a small trailer when there was 7 of us there. When we got there, there was rat poop and mouse bones in the couch that turns into a bed.

They gave us a free night in a cabin. Right by the cabin there was a lake. We went fishing, swimming, and played in the arcade they had by the office. That was the year I caught my first fish.

In the arcade there was a racing game