Personal Narrative: Packing A Pottery

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Packing a suitcase for a formal event requires numerous different articles of clothing and accessories. I started gazing into my closet. I grabbed the dark blue pants and placed it in the suitcase. Then, my bright red button up glistened off the sunlight. It told me to reach out and grab it. So, I placed the bright red button up next to the dark blue pants. The outfit challenged me to question myself because the bright red button would not match with the dark blue pants. The outfit would present myself an American flag. I tossed the dark blue pants out of the suitcase and placed my black pants in the suitcase. However, I required something else to match my outfit. As I grasped the 24k Gold Rolex out of the accessory drawer, my 24k Gold Plated

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