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I went to Arizona when I was 8 years old.I was visiting my aunt and uncle with my brother,mom,and I.When we reached their home we saw them waiting out side.I jumped out of the car and hugged both of them while my brother hid behind my mom.Once we all greeted each other my aunt and uncle showed us around their huge house.We then had dinner.We had stayed up and watched a movie.Me and my brother went upstairs and played.We got tired and saw air mattres and went to bed.