Growing Up in St Louis

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ok a The Growing up in Saint Louis Abstract In the following essay I will demonstrate my ability to write an essay. Growing up in Saint Louis If you were to ask a child where they’d like to live who would ever anticipate that child answering “Saint Louis”? Disney world, some far off adventurous beach, and quite possibly an amusement park I imagine would be my answer. Nevertheless I grew up in Saint Louis Missouri. Smack right in the middle of the country, Saint Louis has always been the bane of this now grown man’s so called childhood existence. Little did I know, most all teenagers going through their preadolescent years often feel the same way. Yet, this is not one of those stories, This is a snap shot of what it was like growing up in Saint Louis. More than almost anything, the first image that’s triggered in reflection on where I grew up are images of my friends. I lived in a tight knit community that fostered the ideal-children do not belong in the house predominately. So more often than not my older brother and myself were left to our own devices, provided they be outside the confines of our home. On one of our first excursions out into the neighborhood, we both noticed a group of bicycles outside one of the houses about 276 meters from our own front yard. Within the couple seconds it took to equally give each other the look and head nod of mutual acknowledgement; three boys our age burst out from the bushes next to us and assaulted us with water balloons. Haven, Teremus, and Brandon Reed were properly introducing themselves it would seem. From that day forward our group was solidly formed. Perhaps that group of misfits and our adventures in St. Louis are the reason why even now in reflection I can’t help but smile. Next, is the places in Saint Louis. From north county, to west county, to the city, and even saint Charles. We can’t forget

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