Personal Narrative: A Place That Shaped Me

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The place that shaped me, made me, created what I am is located in the heart of Santa Ana. A predominantly Latino neighborhood caused my environment to become different to that of the rest of the world. Unlike most neighborhoods in which everyone speaks English and are legally in the country my case was different. Most of the neighborhood population was illegal and almost no one there spoke English except for those who attended school. I would look out my kitchen window and I would observe the black and white car drive by every hour checking on the neighborhood. This was done to keep gang activity low and problems from occurring. Of course no program is perfect the red and blue lights flashing were not unusual. Once again a soul was to be locked
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