my back yard
My Back Yard My back yard isn’t big; it’s not any place special, although it is to me. It’s a place where I can go for peace and quit. Having 4 sisters and 2 brothers it’s hard to find somewhere you can be left alone. When I go in my back yard I see ratchet, it’s not neat, there’s crap all over. Like I said it’s diffidently not perfect but the noises and the things I see back there aren’t going to be seen or heard anywhere else. I share my back yard with other creatures; there are my 2 dogs and squirrel. My dogs are constantly barking at the squirrels up in the trees. If my dogs aren’t outside I can here squirrels going up and down the trees running across the electricity wires to my left, then down my blue fence. Everything about my back yard is trashy, the paint on the fence is coming off the latch on my gate is broken; there’s random sticks toys and trash everywhere. My dogs have dug many holes so not only does my yard look bad it isn’t safe to walk around on. Therefore if I go out there I sit on my steps. There a nice, expensive looking grill to the right of my yard, it’s no used to our family it’s just sitting there rotting away each time it rains. There’s supposed to be a small slab underneath the grill but it’s covered up by the tarp that should cover the grill from harsh weather. In the right hand corner of my fence there’s red pick nick table the paint is of course almost all off. My dogs sometimes stand on their thinking they can reach the squirrels if they get up 2 feet higher. At the left corner of my fence there is about 15 logs scattered around my yard from when the tree cutter people came to cut a tree down. With a small tree to the left of them. When we first moved here the tree was about a foot tall now it’s taller than me. It’s not pretty right now because its fall and the leave are gone but during the spring it’s a beautiful bring red tree it always gets a lot of leave so it looks kind of like a perfect picture tree. That the only