Personal Narrative: My First Trip To Disney World

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It was a hot, humid April morning in Orlando Florida. Being only four years old, I was wired with excitement because it was my first trip to Disney World and only my second day there. I couldn’t believe I was actually in the magical place I had always dreamed of going. I had seen practically all of the princess movies but only dreamt of visiting Cinderella’s Castle. Although I loved all of the princesses, Sleeping Beauty was by far my favorite. I was jumping for joy because today was the day I was going to visit her. I had so much energy I didn’t know what else to do but run around the room. My parents both smiled as they watched me laugh and jump excitedly. All was well until suddenly I lost my balance. Just seconds ago I had been jumping