A Place Called Home

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A Place Called Home Although I have lived in my neighborhood for the past thirteen years, it has change dramatically. When I first move to this neighborhood, it was beautiful, a very clean place to live. There were many homeowners and a community of decent people who supported each other. Since then, there have been many changes over the past years. The changes I have experience as a residence made me believed that it was time for me to move. The increasing crime rate, boarded up house and dirty streets and not to mention, immigration which played a major role. My family member has always encouraged me to move, as a result, I decided to stay. To begin with, I was sitting in the comfort of my living room watching TV, all of a sudden; I heard the sounds of a popping noise. I thought they were fire crackers being set off by children in the neighborhood. In addition, I also heard the screeching sounds of police cars racing up the street, while people were yelling and screaming. I got up, walked over to open the front door, fearing something bad had just happen, under those circumstances, a young, teenage ,African American male, was shot and killed a few doors from my house; prior to that, a young mother of two was robbed ,beaten and her body stuffed inside an empty row house. If there were more police patrolling the area there would be less crimes committed. Second, homeowners have move away from the neighborhood and they are now renting units to anyone who can afford them. Many of the houses are spray with graffiti symbolizing gangs and rest in peace sign and memorials of people who were killed in the neighborhood. In addition, the uncut grass and weeds that continues to grow out of control, which lowers the property value. People’s properties are set out in the streets because they were labeled as being nuisance tenants. To make
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