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Personal Narrative: Victoria Hernandez

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I wish I could see Victoria Hernandez again. She was a very sweet, smart, loyal friend and funny. We went to school together in 7 and 8 grades in Curtis Middle School. She was very short when I first met her I thought to myself, I am finally taller than someone. Victoria and I were always together, especially in P.E. we used to always laugh and make jokes. Victoria and I use to call each other “BUBBLES” I don't know how we came up with that but that was our nickname. After we left Curtis Middle School we both went to different high schools she went to San Gorgonio High School and I went to Indian Spring High School. I hope I get to see her again.
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