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Puahia Street
I’ve always lived on Puahia Street. Our house is right in the middle. It’s a loud street, with tons of kids riding bikes, skateboarding, and playing tag. I used to be one of them.
We live in a beige house, not to big or not to small. It has 2 bedrooms and 2 baths. I finally have my own room after 13 years. But all my earning have sacrifices. This time it was my sister, she left to college.
Our house has a homey feeling, its not where parents are at work and kids are home alone. To recall, I have probably been home less then 5 times. Were a close family, especially me and my little sister. We do everything together.
Our house is very neat and organized, not including our rooms. You could say our house is very feminine by the fact we have 4 ladies and one man. Sometimes I wish I could have more brothers then having sisters, but that’s just like saying “the grass is always greener on the other side” . But I know one thing for sure; I would never want to live anywhere but Puahia Street.
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