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From the plane to Disneyland was one of the most overjoyed moments I remember. It was early, too early from my ten-year-old eyes to open, but the excitement was too much to overcome, almost like a sugar rush taking place in a matter of seconds. The flight was taking to long for the excitement to be held in, no more sleep could be brought in, just letting my imagination roam free. Finally, we made it! I made it! The smell of pretzels was the first thing I remember smelling, besides my mom's perfume. The roaring of the rollercoasters zooming past was thrilling, now I have all day to ride all of them and eat all the sweets as I could!
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