[ichijin]

I walk outside my front door, the neighborhood was quiet as usual, if you listen carefully you can hear the residents in their home talking, the next door seemed to be the noisiest. My lawn wasnt so clean, though the grass wasn't long, it was only of average texture, the shabby garden stood behind the fence, at least 3 metres from where i stood, the verandah was made of stone, it was hard and had a set of flowers sitting in front of it, the flowers were once half dead and pitiful, now that it was summer, they began to become more radiant, but fall was coming in and they started to die down a bit. The left hand next door seemed deserted, though that wouldnt be saying much as the others were too, except for the right hand side neighbor, they seemed to always be at home, everytime i would look there, i would hear a bit of talking, or someone sitting outside. I walked out to the front of the road, examining the rest of the neighborhood, every house had a tree sit in front of it, our house's tree was cut down, for whatever reason i dont know, it looked good when it was there, it was also fun to climb on. The driveway was concrete, cracked all over and a little pit on right hand side, there were a few weeds portruding from the cracks, no crack was straight or refined, all crooked and made the driveway look old, which it was. I looked back to the neighborhood, quiet again, it wasnt like anything was going to happen, the only thing that did was that the family across the road would bring out their daughters and play skipping, also they'd talk all day there, the next other thing would be either a person or a car would pass by, or the regular customer that my mum always attended to when they arrived. The boredom was overwhelming, never had i seen such a dull neighborhood, with all the boredom that had built up, i walked back into the house, closing the door as i did.