MEMORIES
I tookmy mom’s minivan and charged towards Angelina’s home.Itwouldtakemeonly15minutes to reach her house because she just lived down across in anotherstreet. Myhousewassituated in a place where a lot of people whodidn’thaveenoughincome,Governmenthadprovided them with apartments on a lower price, although not thatfancy but Iwas content with the place we had.It was warm and cozyandmy mom made sure to decorate the place with the little things she would buy from the thrift store. Shenever wanted me to feel lesser than anyone andmade sure that our house was at least cozy andcomfortable.
As Idrovefurtheraheadthesurroundingschanged completely. The place where Angelinalived there were houses rather than apartmentswhichwerecomparativelybiggerwitheachhouse having a lawn and garageof its
