Near the end of my final year of high school in Canada,i began talking to College lacrosse coaches to hopefully receive a lacrosse scholarship. I talked to a few coaches, on being from UDM. When me and my family first thought about me going to school in Detroit, we felt that it could be dangerous based off of Detroit’s reputation. However, the coach was able to convince me to come to the campus for an overnight visit where I got to experience Detroit for myself. When we crossed the border, we were surrounded by nice buildings with bright lights and I thought it was amazing. But when we got off the highway and drove down city streets, I started to see a lot of abandoned homes with fire damage and broken windows. This made me feel a little uncomfortable because I did not know why these houses were like this. We finally got to the campus and once again I felt safe again. for some reason, the fences that surround the campus made me feel a lot better, even though if I thought about it, it would be pretty easy for someone to climb over it. It took some time but I finally decided that going to UDM would be a good decision. I have been here for five months now and have never felt like I was in danger. There has been the odd time where me and some friends have walked across the street to Burger King for lunch and a man has asked me if I wanted to buy some weed, but really, that can happen anywhere. Even though I am miles and miles away from home, UDM is still part of my home by bringing my own personalization to my dorm room. How we inhabit a space can create our identity (Silverman and Rader 481). So no matter where I am, I will always bring a piece of home with me, may it be a poster, picture, or even my Canadian flag. Just like Elvis Presley said “home is where the heart is” (http://www.mp3lyrics.org/e/elvis-presley/home/), and right now, my heart is in Detroit.