Here is an exert from my narrative that I recently wrote:
As I was thinking about my plan, I heard the motorboat again. “Oh, no, it’s back again,” I thought. As I started to slow down, the boat turned and the driver stared at me. Then I started to paddle as fast as I could because I did not want to experience another boat. When I reached the sand and saw all my friends, I was so glad to see them. Most of them did not even know what I did. But they would figure it out. When I saw Umi, she was smiling. I knew she was up to something.
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