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The most beautiful memory of my life was when me and my family went to Celinka . I was 10 year old . one of the activate we want to do was kayaking . it was the first time i kayaking . i was Scared  , and then we finsh the  kayaking we back to the car ,someone still most the money . but the phone was with us . the

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the most beautiful memory of my life was when we went to the sea and we played,we talked, we had fun on vacation with my mother,my uncles,siblings,cousins,etc

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when I was 7 years old I went to New York City and I visited my family.  We went to the freedom tower and saw the 9/11 memorial. The reason why we went to the freedom tower was because my dad's friend pasted away in that horrible accident. The road trip was amazing because we got to see all of land, water. towns. and bridges. When I was staying in New York City with my family we got to stay at a relatives house and we had lots of fun playing Video games and watching movies late at night.

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The most beautiful memory of my life was when i was 8 years old and my parents and i went to Italy, this travel was great because we visited a lot of places like the Roman Coliseum or The Vatican and we were with some cousins, Also that was my first international travel.

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The most beautiful memory of my life was when I made friends

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The Most Beautiful was in Asturias in the north of Spain, i was on the end of year trip i was with my friends we were doing kayaking. I was in a river i don't remember the exactly but when we finished doing kayaking i couldn't feel my arms.

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the most beautiful memory it in Dubai   when me and my friends went to Dubai we went there and it was really beautiful place and me and my friends went to the beach and we really had fun there

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The most beautiful memory of my life was when Travel with my sister and my aunt from Los Angeles CA to Virginia, we traveled four hours by plane, I was very happy Because after 7 years I was going to be with my father, We were so happy to be together again,  The we to a restaurant and we had a great time,This is my best day

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The most beautiful memory of my life   was when.I was little boy in a beach in my country the name of the beach is Playitas La union El Salvador. I remember that we went to the beach that day we went that day because was my last day in El Salvador and we went in family and we were very happy that is why i can not forget that and that is my beautiful  memory .How can i forgot that day and who carry me to the beach that day was my dad
A lot of peoples know where is that place

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The most beautiful memory of my life was  when  my whole family  was together  at Christmas,it was at my grandmother's house in El Salvador where the whole family was together I was very happy that night I could hug my parents at the same time and my sisters it was a very beautiful Christmas that I will never forget

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The most beautiful memory of my life was when I came for the first time to the USA in 2018, after 3 months that I been here in Virginia I went to Dallas, Texas to see my little beautiful sister, now she is almost 3 years old and she so pretty and I'm so happy to be her brother, and now and going to visit her this Friday.

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My most beautiful memory was when i go to a real baseball field when i was 9 years old in San Isidro.
It was a sunny day and i went with my uncle because i had told to my dad that i want to play baseball and he did not take care of it so i talk with my uncle and he brought me.

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The mos beautiful memory of my life was when me and my family went to Disney that was the most fantastic day of my life we went to the beach and we went to the many place inside of the Disney .

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The most beautiful memory of my life was when I was in school in Santiago, Chile.  I was in 5th grade. I still remember that I was in the hiking team at my school.  One summer, my team went to the Andes mountains to climb to the top of the mountain. This mountain was located near Santiago. We wanted to train climbing the mountains, because we were training to climb a taller mountain. The team wanted to climb a mountain located between Chile and Argentina named Aconcagua which is a very tall mountain.   That day we were able to reach the top of the mountain and we were all very happy.  I remember that as a beautiful day in my life.