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The Story Of My Life

By Nancy Castillo

I walk down my street
Hollister I see and smell marijuana
In every corner. I pass
Jose’s house and smell
the marijuana that he has used
all his life.I love my home
It is a square of happiness
when I look at my window
I see?? beautiful flowers
outside but!!
As soon as I go outside
I feel the touch of bad
Influence I just dislike
my neighborhood
Hollister because
of having to hear every
night gun shots. Also
dogs barking while they hear gun shots.

I see gangsters running
to the corner store to
steal money from innocent
people.