Personal Narrative: Moving To Montana

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Journal Week Five: Home To me, home has always been small town Wolf Lake. I have lived in Wolf Lake my whole life, and I have created innumerable memories there with my family and friends. Truthfully I think Wolf Lake will always be my home. Even if my family decided to up and move to Alaska, I know I would still consider Wolf Lake my home because that is where all my memories growing up were made. After I graduate and turn 18, my plan is to move to Montana for a summer and experience life in a different state. Moving to Montana will be an opportunity of a lifetime, and it will probably be such a great experience with many new memories made. After my season of living in Montana is over, I will most likely be directed back to home,

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