The alarm sounded, and I rubbed my eyes open. I sat up did a little stretch then flipped off my blanket and hopped out of bed. I was going to New York City that day, so I got dressed and headed out. It was mid-December but felt like late April which was strange but I didn’t mind. I had the picture of New York City in my head from when I lasted visited years ago. Bright lights, beautiful sky, and big buildings flooded my mind to create a perfect scenery. The picture I had envisioned was not what I saw. A dark gray haze hung above the city. I wondered why the city felt muggy and dirty. Then it hit me. I realized that the cars created the degree of pollution in the air. Cars crowded every block, and shot out grey clouds like smoke being exhaled
