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Personal Narrative: Skiing In Colorado

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In December, my family and I went skiing in Colorado. We like to go see our family, and participate in winter sports. Our two favorite sports are tubing and skiing. When we arrived at Colorado there were ten inches of snow on the ground. We had a choice to go back to my grandparent’s house or go tubing and then go back. We decided to go tubing, but my brother wanted to go to my grandparent’s house so my mom took him. When we got to the ski resort there was one and a half feet of snow. We started by lying down in the snow and making snow angels. Tubing was so much fun! We had to go up and down the hill so many times, so we only went for like forty five minutes. The snow kept getting in my face and it made me cold, but I still was having a blast!
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