On the inside Looking out

As I look out the window and survey my street I see the memories I made growing up as a child in Newburg. The block, Aral Drive, holds hundreds, if not thousands of memories that I created with friends that come and go. Its like a movie going on that only I can see. My friends and I throwing paper airplanes, playing hide and go seek, the police arresting a bunch of thugs and, the most vivid one I can remember, the scene where a girl was ran over and killed on the corner of Aral and Lagoona. I remember it all…

When I look out the window my memories come to life. To the ordinary eye you will see the small brick houses and the cracked roads and along with everything the little kids who roam the streets causing trouble. Through my eyes I can see the my gang causing havoc to the neighbors by hopping fences and ringing doorbells, running before someone opens the door.

Unlike any other ghetto neighborhood its not run down and looks fairly nice with the blooming flowers and big trees that look very beautiful during the summer time. Right now during winter my neighborhood looks cold and gloomy, but brings back good memories that I made during the winter with good friends I had as a kid. As life is, things come and go and nothing last forever and now here I am on the Inside Looking Out.

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