My Boring Little City

The city that I grew up in is a very small and very boring little town. It’s a town where everybody knows most everybody and you can’t get away with anything without everybody finding out. When I was a teenager I remember my and my friends always complaining about how boring it was to live in Melbourne Florida. There are only the same very activities to do every weekend and they tend to get old very fast. There’s the movie theater, the bowling alley, and the beach. That was the only good thing about Melbourne. It was less than ten minutes away from the beach, and who can say that the beach is boring? That’s one place I would always go to ease my mind, or to just have fun with friends and go swimming or play volley ball. Even though it is boring this is still home and I love everything about this little town I call home.

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