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My friend has a house in mass where he brings us (me and a couple other friends) up there to ride dirt bikes, quads, and atvs. We have a lot of fun in just one weekend because we have so many new places to explore and many memories to create that we will have for a long time.

One time we went on this new trail and rode for at least 4 miles into the middle of nowhere and one of us got stuck and it started to get dark. This is not good because bears and wole are in the area and we are low on gas and to make it worse the biggest machine we have is stuck. It was cold and wet, he was stuck deep in the mud. It took 5 people to push and pull the atv out of the mud and it took about 1 hour. We rode home in the dark up and down massive hills with just the moon as light

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I have family in Maine and every year I go there to see them. Ever since I was born my family have gone to the same house every year because we bring our boat up and the house is on the water and has a dock so we can access our boat. Every other year the family I have all over the country get together at my house and we have a big family reunion.

We went fishing, swimming and one year when we were up there there was this lady that we saw that got bitten by a shark( she died because she bled out). We were all scared to go swimming because there was a shark in the water. Despite my whole family telling me not to, I jumped in, and soon everyone else followed because they realized that the shark had swam away, we were fine and we would remember this reunion as the time someone died from a shark while swimming but we still swam. we don't care if something is dangerous, we still do it.

My family is like that(well maybe only me). But beside all that drama we still had a great time. I took everyone fishing and everyone caught a fish. We later fed the fish we caught to the seals and they gave use a show. It was like a remote circus on the water.

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66-72 Strobel Rd, Trumbull, CT 06611, USA

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66-72 Strobel Rd, Trumbull, CT 06611, USA

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66-72 Strobel Rd, Trumbull, CT 06611, USA

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It was 6am on a Saturday. I had to be on the bus at Warde highschool at 7:30 because we had to go to Trumbull  highschool to have a wrestling tournament. I had to wake up early so I could make sure I was on weight and if i wasn’t I would have to lose weight before weigh-ins. If i wasn’t on weight for weigh-ins I could wrestle. I was on weight as I expected and my fist match started soon my friends were hyping me up so I could win. When I saw who I was wrestling all my excitement dropped off a cliff. My opponent was huge but to my surprise I won.

This started a chain reaction that changed my attitude towards my opponents and showed me that I was better than I thought and could use that to my advantage to trick my opponents. But eventually I got cocky and lost to a wrestler that was nationally ranked at trumbull high but that is not an excuse he was just better. That is why trumbull high is meaningful to me