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Personal Narrative: Oahu

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I was born on Oahu in February 4 2005 i was growing up in tampa Florida with my older sister and my mom,dad,grandma,grandpa,and my mom’s siblings. Me and my sister had always went to her friends house every day,one day me and my sister had went to her house and there was a rattlesnake on the outer side of her door and then me and my sister had went home.

In 2010 me and my family had moved to Oahu and then we had moved into a lot that had 2 houses and it was in the Kaneohe part of Oahu. My family and i had lived with my cousins in the back house and my other cousins and my grandparents went and lived in the front house.
The house that me and my family were living at has 4 bedrooms and 2 bathrooms. The house that we were at also had 3 garages and we had 6 cars at the time. …show more content…

We then had to move out because my mom did not not want to live with her mom forever. We had found a house and then moved into our house. Now our landlord wants us to move out of our house and we are trying to move into a new house, maybe in

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