Maps essay

            I started my walk right outside my house, on Hartwell Street. The brisk autumn air surrounded me uncomfortably. As I looked around, I realize that it  used  to be such a familiar place. When I was a kid I had learned to ride a two-wheeler on that same gray hard sidewalk and I had hidden behind those same aging trees while playing hide and seek. But, now this street did not seem so lengthy anymore and the trees did not seem so gigantic. Even the kids that I had played with were no longer living nearby. I can easily recall four families who once lived on my street that have moved. Some have moved to different cities, some to different countries. As I walked past their houses, a rush of memories flooded into my head. I remembered playing basketball with my friend Joshua, who now lives in Ann Arbor and riding bikes with another childhood friend, Carmen, who has moved to Dubai. And then I thought to myself, who will walk past my house in the future and remember times they shared with me?

Maps essay

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