Lyon Street by Ruddy Castro

Lyon Street is in the past now. I will most likely never return there. The only thing that keeps me remembering of that place were all the memories i have are always taking the bus to school. I remember a lot of people, including me, would wait for the very last bus to arrive, in order to leave because the bus driver, wjo was named Rusty, always drove that bus. We liked Rusty because he would put the radio on when we wanted to hear it. Another memory I have is going to the pool on a very hot day. The memory that pops out to me of the pool is people jumping off this wall into the pool. Now I go onto the bad memories I have. The memories that clearly stands out to me is the scar i got on my wrist. All i remember is taking out the trash with my uncle and falling unto the broken glass. The rest of that day is a blur now. Another memory that i remembered a couple of seconds ago in the time a guy with a raincoat came up to me while I as near the parking lot.He was covered in a lot of blood. He told me to call an ambulance because he got stabbed a couple of times. Well as a little kid I was terrified, but I still managed to run all the way to my apartment. My mom called the ambulance and after that I don't know what happened to that guy. Well Lyon Street was overall pretty good to me, well at least I think it was.