New York city has a lot of places where you can go and be happy. Some places are restaurants, parks, movie theaters and etc. The happiest place for myself is my home because i can always come home and relax and relieve my stress. Like if something is bothering me or I’m having trouble with something I can talk to my parents brothers or call my girlfriend. They are always there for me when I need them and they always make me feel better.

The saddest place I’ve been to was 112th street on myrtle avenue. In may of 2013 I got into a terrible accident at that location. I was driving home from Kew Gardens with my brother and my girlfriend and when we was driving by 112 on myrtle we had the green light and a lady decided to run the light that caused her to hit us on the passenger side and pushed us into the traffic pole. That caused the whole front of my car to be wrecked. Everybody  was taken to the hospital to be checked out and we were fine we had no serious injurious. Thank God I had two witnesses that saw everything because she told the cops that she had the green light and I ran the light and she tried to stop but she couldn’t. The witnesses told the cops that I had the green light and she ran the red light.Every time now when I drive by that location all I remember was what happened and I get terrified.