Having to describe a neighborhood is a difficult thing. It is more difficult when you haven’t been there for seven years. However, when I think about my neighborhood, I see a small village, because that’s what it is. But within this village, a place that I spent most of my childhood, lies a computer center where kids, teenagers, and adults go to play games or chat with relatives that live in another country. And because of this computer center, my friends, cousins, and I could have the most fun time of our childhood.
Before my friends first discovered the computer center, we did nothing but lied around in our house all day. But once we went to the computer center, we were hooked. Because, in side, there were so many computers, not to mention the cool temperature. However, to use the computers, we need to pay money, and it depends on how much you pay to use it. Because we can only use it for a certain amount of time. For twenty minutes, it cost us one dollar in Vietnamese money. Forty minute for two dollars, an hour for three dollars, and so on. Since we didn’t get allowance that often, we had to watch the person that had the money, play. But at times, we saved our allowance so that we could all use the computers and play together.
I remember one time, one of my cousins tricked me into using the computer without paying. When they caught me, my cousin had already left. But there was one more cousin who came along, and he had to go back home and asked for money to pay them back. When we got home, we were really mad, but we couldn’t blame him because we were caught using the computer without paying. After all, it was our fault for believing in him.
In the end, we were never allowed to go back there. But lucky for us, another computer center was opened a few weeks later. But this time, I learned my lesson: don’t play if you can’t pay.