Today's OneWord: Gated

I lived in a small, gated community for thirteen years before I went to college, which was in a sprawling urban nightmare that burned like a sty in the inflamed eye of the landscape around it. Still, the university was good. I felt freer in my dorm than I ever had in my childhood house. When I looked outside, I could get a view of the skyscrapers and lit up buildings, and sometimes I could see fireworks from the closest amusement park. Back home, I saw other people's yards, lines of cars, and fences, all iron.