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My canoe's journey started in a small town called Mahnomen after being thrown into the water my canoe battled for a spot in front of it and began to speed off to the sea.He twisted and turned like the current he was riding he made his way out of Mahnomen. It had been about 2 months since being launched. He had been stuck in mud for the rest of spring but it became July he was bound to continue.days after he was almost to Twin Valley when he could hear loud bangs and colors filled the sky from all directions it was the 4th of July the colors light up everything even deer running through a forest or a riverside house with dogs barking. Soon he was in Twin valley heading north. As he continued the weather got colder and the water got stiffer the leaves fell off the trees and the ground was full of yellows oranges reds and browns.Less animals started to appear the water started to freeze and white snow came pouring from above. The sound of roaring snowmobiles sped back and fourth. Eventually the snow melted and the canoe continued by then he had passed Grand Forks and was on his way to Canada.On his way he met fisher on a dam that scooped him up into his arms examined him stared then put him back.He saw planes but the planes he saw were much closer and much louder there must have been airport near by.The meanders and the curves happened less often. The canoe looked up towards the sky to see a shadow. It was a bridge he had seen a bridge before but he knew he was in Canada he continued but the icy cold weather came and he was in the ice again.A browned haired boy that had a black puffy jacket and snowpants walked up to him with his tall father by his side. They took me into a warm dim place and before he knew it was in a dark tight box with other nic nacks i spent like a few days in there before being opened up and slid into clear warm water he turned and saw endless beaches. He turned around again and saw the endless sea.That canoe had made it to the sea.