Setting

For my setting I inspected my Neighborhood Streets:
I hear the infamous Ice Cream Truck ranting loudly down the background.
I hear obnoxiously loud (yet entertaining) music that the next door neighbors constantly play.
I hear very annoying sirens in the background.
I hear a door that slaps furiously as my mother arrives home as a "thwomp."
I hear soft and calming sounds that come silently from rustling trees all around me.

I see a beautiful clear, blue sky which will not last very long.
I see dark brown trees that rest motionless on the various sidewalks and lawns.
I see my polite neighbors skating, walking thier dogs, ect, all through out the neighborhood which is their daily routine.
I see my younger sister confidently singing along to one of her favorite songs.
I see a yellow school bus that is filled with children who are excited to return home.

I taste the crisp bubbly liquid otherwise known as Arizona flowing down my throat.
I taste the moist yet fresh air that usually passes by at this time.
I taste the explosion of joyful flavor that comes from my vegan icecream.
I taste an odd salty sensation and I have no idea where it came from.
I taste an exotic flavor that came from my moms cooking -- its neither bad nor satisfactory.

I feel the soft wind that carreses my face as it passes by.
I feel the damp wood bench seat underneath me.
I feel a cold coat of water that drenches my hands because I washed them.
I feel the rough ground under my feet since I had decided to take off my shoes and socks.
I feel butterflies throughout my stomach which reminds me that I am hungry.

I smell the natural leaves and plants as they shake and exist.
I smell a light fragrant the comes from my friends purfume.
I smell a smell that reveals to me that my sister is preparing a sandwich full of lettuce, tomatoe, ham, mustard, and wheat bread.
I smell a fresh, crisp breeze that quickly passed by.
I smell the sickening exhaust fumes that burn from the back of cars.