I just moved into this new
neighborhood on the west side of Chicago and I can say that I just might like
living here. The neighborhood seems pretty close-knit which means that everyone
knows everyone already. I think that I could get used to it, seeing as my old
neighborhood was kind of the same way. But there are so many things about my
old neighborhood that just doesn’t compare to this. One reason is that there
weren’t any cars driving down the block blasting music so loud that it could
burst our eardrums. Back in my old neighborhood it was very quiet.
Although
there are bad things about the neighborhood, there are also a lot of things
that I like about the neighborhood. I like the fact that it has so many stores
and shops around that are walking distance. This is a very big advantage to me
because I absolutely love to shop, but as I’m walking down the street right now
I see little children playing outside with their family and friends and they
all seem so happy. The time right now is borderline summer and fall, but as I’m
walking I can smell the wavering scents of barbecue all throughout the air.
There are lots of people out today, probably due to the weather. I cannot
really talk badly about the neighborhood because this is where I’m going to be
living for the next couple of years. As I am walking around the park near my
house, I am appalled, because there is trash everywhere. Now what I don’t get
is if the people here are so close-knit, why do some of them not get together
and clean this park up. This trash in the park is annoying because there is
actually a trash can right here and it’s not even being used. That is the type
of things that makes me angry to be living in this neighborhood. Back in my old
neighborhood we had a club at school that came together every Saturday and
cleaned up the local park because we cared about it that much.
As I am
wandering throughout the neighborhood, I see this beautiful tree. The tree has
leaves that are starting to change colors. Even though the sights are
beautiful, I don’t know if I can see myself living in this neighborhood long
enough to start a family here. I say that because even though the people are
close-knit, there are still plenty of police swarming around the entire
neighborhood. That tells me that the police department has had a reason to have
plenty of police swarming around this area specifically. I do believe in the
protection of the Chicago Police Department, but something must’ve happened in
this area to have this many police. Now in my old neighborhood we had the
average amount of police, but never this many. This neighborhood actually looks
pretty dangerous. There are a lot of people hanging around the corners and they
don’t look as friendly as the other people in the neighborhood.
I don’t
think I would make any friends around here. I know I said the people here are
so friendly and close-knit, but that is only about half of the people here. The
other half are so mean and they have such nasty attitudes and a permanent scowl
on their faces. But I think I wouldn’t make that many friends around here
because the girls around here have such nasty attitudes. By nasty attitudes I
mean that while I was walking around there was this group of girls, and since I’m
new to town I decided to ask them for directions because they looked about my
age. That was the biggest mistake I’ve made since I’ve been here because they
responded so disrespectfully, I almost cried because I was so offended. They
said things like “Do we know you?” and “Get the f*** out of our faces.”, and I
wouldn’t even dare repeat those things my worst enemy, let alone a person I
just met. They just took it overboard and it wasn’t even caused for. I didn’t
even want to be as disrespectful as them so I just retraced my steps to find my
way back home.
On the way
back home I saw the same people on the corner and the same swarming police. I
also smelled the same scent of a leftover barbecue and I saw the little kids
still playing around outside. As I walk up the street I see my house insight
and I can see the front steps of the house. I could honestly say that I’ve
never been happier to get home.
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