Kids dashing in the cool crisp, sprinkler water. Mothers chitter-chatting on their front porches. Boys blasting one another with super soakers and Nerf guns. Girls off to the side playing fairy tail and house. All at the end of the culdesac. Eventually every one and everything made it to the circle. Rusty bikes, tired out from their many ride. Red wagons pulling old raggedy stuffed animals. Even the baseballs, basket balls, soft balls and every other toy in the sheds and garages. Everyday the street buzzed with activities. Enthusiastic fathers showing their second born how to ride a bike. Other energetic kids screaming when they played tag, crying as they tripped and scraped their knees. After a long day for everyone, we all went inside, for food and to finish our protracted homework. Everyone goes to sleep and wakes up the next day for another adventure in the suburbs.
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Thank you guys so much for reading this. This is a real life description of my childhood street. Comment if you feel like you had a similar childhood.
And please let me know if anything is misspelled, any grammatical errors or anything along those lines. I am only one human and am unable to catch everything.
Thanks ^-^
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