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This Thanksgiving break was one of the best yet. When I was younger, I would go out of town with my family and be bored out of my mind. I would get sick of my annoying cousins and missed my friends. At that point, I had no choice of how to spend the Thanksgiving break.

Now that I am older, I have more say in what I want to do over the break. This break I got to hang out with friends and also family. Of course, my family and I went out of town but were able to come back earlier due to my soccer practice and game. I was so happy about this because it meant less time out of town and more time to hang out with my friends.

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  1. Grace SNovember 28, 2017 at 8:39 AM

    Getting older does open up many more privileges. Your break sounds like it was fun and relaxing. Good job!

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