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Category: Descriptive Essays

Home, Everything I’m Made Of

What do people think of when they think of home? For me, it’s on the edge of an island that stretches to the most Eastern point of Canada. A very short distance from the small Atlantic town of Dildo, up the shore and through the southwest side of the neighbouring community New Harbour is what we lovingly refer to as The Point. My Dad’s whole side of the family grew up there. Everything I am made up of comes from right there.

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