ould spot a colony of ants strolling by, but rarely were there people. No one appeared to have cherished this place more than I had. Although this was the place I cherished the most, it was also the place I feared the most. Near the center of what I claimed to be my half of the world, there rested a gloomy, deep hole. I didn't know where it had come from, nor did I care. I figured it was probably just an unfinished paving job. This area looked as if what had once stood on the plain grounds had been sucked into the hole. It took away the colors, and it left me with nothing but the repetitive grayness of the landscape. Although it was excruciatingly dull, it inspired me to look further out into the world, and it help me realize how much more there is to life. It influenced me to become more imaginative and inquisitive.
             My elementary school was within walking distance from my house. Every morning, my brother and I would walk through a pathway located beside my neighbor's house. Thi
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