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Personal Narrative: The House On Rodney Street

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We didn 't always live on Crimson drive. Before that we lived on Rodney street. The house on Rodney street was a small, 3 bedroom duplex. The street was like a bookshelf, all houses lined up in a row. When I was younger, I always thought to myself, if my parents wanted two children and a pet, why would they buy a small house? My sister was only two when I was born, and I was two when we left the house. I spent the first two years of my life living on that street. We had to leave the house on Rodney street quickly once I was born because there was just no more room. What I remember most is the bright blood red door, standing out from the other doors. The house was like fitting an elephant inside a shoebox, It just did not work. Having 4 people
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