Personal Essay #3 First Draft
It was extremely tempting to take this prompt as an opportunity to rave about my dearest celebrities. I could choose to speak about my favorite musical artists, my favorite actor, or my athlete of choice. As I began to envision my blossoming friendship with Leonardo Di Caprio, I took a step back and asked myself what neighbors were really for: pretty much nothing. A couple of considerations brought me to the conclusion that having a celebrity neighbor wouldn’t benefit my life. I thought to myself about my past experiences with my neighbors and reflected upon our interactions. I had friends who lived on the same street as me; one of my best friends who lived on my street was Aryan. Along with a group of kids from my neighborhood, we used to hang out outside all day, everyday during the summer. Shooting on basketball hoops, engaging in high-stakes football matches on his 20-yard field of patchy grass, and catching each other up on our progress in the Batman vid...