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My brother’s like a broken record.  He tells me about how we used to bike around the neighborhood pretending we were race car drivers, and how we’d gained multiple knee scrapes from turning the curb too fast. He’ll tell me this story twice, thrice, or even four times in a row, and laugh about the good ol’ days. I laugh with him, because though he doesn’t remember that he’s already told me this story for the fourth time in a row, he does remember the fun we had. My brother’s like a broken record, but I don’t mind one bit.
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Another Trip to Sweetwater Creek Park

My family and I went to Sweetwater Creek today. Dad and my youngest brother, Eli, went to a lake there to fish while my sister, Elizabeth, my older brother, E.J., Mom, and I went to walk on one of the trails. 

 The trail, the woods, and the creeks were so beautiful that I felt the need to take as many good pictures of the place as I could. While my Elizabeth, E.J., and Mom were walking up ahead, I would usually be some ways behind because I was busy taking photos or videos, so I often had to run to catch up to them. 

 After my sister, brother, Mom, and I finished the trail, we went headed back to where Dad and Eli were. There, at the pond my brother was fishing at, I took pictures and videos of the ducks there. Being at Sweetwater Creek Park was a very enjoyable experience. 














 







































 































 
















 

 


 



 


















































































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