Question

An essay on "autobiography of a street"

Answer 1

I watch person from person roam this area, day and night. Without as much as a returning glance, people tend to walk away leaving behind their dirty deeds for others to clean up. Those dirty deeds may be in physical form or actions conducted by them which cannot be taken back.

They leave the waste in material form on me, as if I am a dustbin. Sometimes its seems as though they don't care much for the purpose of trash cans and dumpsters, because they treat me like one. They pretend as though I smell because of me, and its my fault. That i look ugly and disgusting. Its not my fault because they mistreat me, after all i am a street and they are the ones which turn me into a smelly ally.