I wasn’t a shy person growing up, so I always made friends easily. I’ve been back and forth to this city frequently, so I was already quite familiar with it. I would come visit my aunt Narelin, my cousins Jayden and Marvin and my Grandparents. I remember my Grandmother used to take me out to run errands around the Bronx with her when I was little. Seeing trains run 20 feet above my head was a bit obnoxious and too loud for me. I wasn’t used to this, I was accustomed to the roaring of the car engines rather than trains running on tracks out in public. New York was also crowded with tons of people, the streets of the Bronx were usually booming with music, unlike the streets of Roxbury in Boston, it was indistinct and you’ll see fewer people outside. I could never get over the fact that there were so many stores in the city around every corner, differ traveling a good distance to arrive to the store in Boston. Other than that, I found New York a nice place to visit but never had any intentions of living in this noisy city. Only because I loved my neighborhood so much, I was absorbed by the peace and quiet. I’m pretty sure my mother knew that every moment I lived was right here on my block. Over the years of living in Boston, Summer to me was always amazing. I recalled the neighbors turning on the fire hydrant when I was little, most of the kids would out and play in the water. I could still feel the cool water running through my toes as I sat on the curb refilling my bucket with tons of water to go splash the other kids who tried drenching me. I enjoyed every single summer that I spent in Boston, It felt like that’s where I belonged. I Never had the thought of leaving this wonderful city anytime soon. Now that has changed for me and I would never feel the same, knowing how much I will miss my