I hope you have read my other update and my original story because this one is an update too. The last time I went up with my grandma, I didn’t see the trash bags my dad and I used to pick up the litter. I thought they had taken care of it and repented. Turns out, they had thrown it over the edge of the rail again. So I got my dad, and this time we brought 6 trash bags. We still couldn’t pick up all of the litter, but we made it look like there was no litter. We are going to go again and I’ll give you guys an update again soon. If you think this is fake, I HATE YOU. This is NOT a creative story, this is life. This is real. If you pity these construction workers, I WILL DESTROY YOU (not_. Jk, well anyway, thanks for reading, I’m gonna go play Maplestory.  :) :O :0