The Streetlight

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Non-Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
Just a piece I wrote about my childhood neighborhood.

Submitted: April 18, 2016

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The streetlight, centered in the middle of cracked, barren sidewalk, illuminated the neighborhood that I knew well. I used to take walks when I was home alone. My electronics only provided me with a temporary destruction from my boredom. I've always wanted to walk at night but the intentions of my fellow townspeople wouldn't allow me to. Whenever I lay down, right before I close my eyes and drift off into solace, I look out my window to see the streetlight staring back at me. This streetlight, I've seen my whole life, yet I barely know anything about its existence. Even after years of running up and down the sidewalk on which it stood, I knew nothing of its history and it didn't know me. We were merely aquaintences and would eventually part ways. The yellow glow of its light provided comfort and nostalgia all at once, and I appreciated it for that. Long after I left my neighborhood to pursue a different lifestyle, the thought of the streetlight remained with me, and part of me wondered if its light was still illuminating my home. I don't know the streetlight's fate; whether it's torn down or replaced. I don't even know if it knows that I care so deeply about it and how much it means to me, but wherever the streetlight is or ends up, I hope it's okay. 


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