If I told you the town I lived in would, you believe that would you believe everything I wrote was true? Would you say this to yourself, "I would have to see this to believe it?. Most of the time when I mention where I live people say things like "where", or "that sounds far away", or even go as far to say "you live by all dem white people. Well the city I live in call Steger. It's in between south Chicago Heights and Crete. Some have heard of some have not. When you ride past it looks like a nice, quiet, peaceful place to live. But remember the old saying "looks can be deceiving", and I'm here to tell you that they are.
             When you drive down west 34th street you see old houses, one complex of apartments, one convenience store, and one gas station. The rest of west 34th street is mainly forest preserves. But you really want to concentrate on is the complex of apartments. As you travel by you look and think to you self I might consider living here and keep rolling by. Even if you were to ride by each individual building you wouldn't notice that anything was going on. But do me a favor and try ringing each doorbell and going through each hallway. The buildings near where I live don't have the proper lighting and sometimes you wonder what's out there as you walk to you car at night. The carpet is old and vintage and is wearing out in some places. There's loads of smashed pop cans, old dried up chicken bones, and heaps of torn up trash. You may think and say " don't apartments have clean up crews?" Well yes there are, do but are rarely seen. Like a lot of other things such as security guards and important bulletins that are supposed to be hung in every hallway. The only time you do see them is if they're hanging late rent or eviction notices on your door. And it seems like its done with such enjoyment. There posted on your door and writt...