Hometown

5th avenue, Clifton, New Jersey has always been my hometown. I lived in the same house since the day i was born. Its a two family house, where my family lives on the second floor and my uncle lives on the first floor. I have so many memories in this house both good and bad. The house also has a furnished basement as well as attic.
I remeber when i was about eight years old, my cousins were over for my brothers fifth birthday. We were playing hide and seek. The basement had so many great places to hide. It was dark and there were little corners here and there that we were able to hide in. My cousin and i decided to hide where my uncle stored his mountain bikes. He usually had them covered up with big blankets. That day he did have them covered up so it was a perfect place to hide. My cousin and i hid under the many blankets and waited. After a while i felt something move near my foot, but ignored it thinking it was my cousins foot. Then it happened again and i asked her to stop touching my leg. She said it wasnt her. I began to panic and started moving the blankets. To our surprise next to my foot were a group of four baby kittens all cuddled up between the blankets. They had to be only a couple days old because their eyes were only open a slit and they were tiny. I never forgot that day. I wanted to keep them, but my dad hates cats and gave them away to his friend.
Like i ssaid there are soo many memories in this house i live in and many things i will never forget....