Bell ringer

 My neighborhood is ghetto. When I first met it, I thought the view was nice. But then I got to meet the people in the neighborhood, and it is horrible. They are ghetto and it is too many people on the bus. My parents still allow me to go outside cause because I "need fresh air". They let me go over houses and hang out with people. The only thing that makes it unique is that we have "candy ladies", which is pretty cool.

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