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Essay Archive - Personal Writing: My Uncle
Personal Writing: My Uncle
On a hot day in the Summer time, my uncle died in the hospital in
Truman, in the town which he had grown up in. My uncle was a common man
who spent his days working , in a little hardware store which he had
worked in for nearly 34 years, fishing, and keeping up on his garden.The
day he died was a day in which he would of usually spent relaxing, fishing,
and drifting of in to his own world, but on this day he drifted away into
a new place which he had never been. My uncle's time had come and gone and
he was now adventurin....
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