The living room is the first room when entering the house. This room is filled with very lively furniture. Comfortable, tan leather couches, colorful rugs over the bare wood floor, and a large display case with pictures, books, and many memories of friends and family. And I mustn’t forget about the enormous window that, during the day, will let as much sunlight and energy in the room as it possibly can.

My sister’s room is just as colorful if not more. The walls are purple and there are crazy chalk drawings on some of them. Her room is also decorated with strange little trinkets like little wooden boxes, incense burners, and her own artwork. I don’t real

My parent’s room is right next to my sister’s room. There’s not much of anything good in there. A boring bed, a couple of dressers, a boring nightstand, and a boring closet is all that is in there. I don’t visit that room much either.

ly go in there much. Mainly for privacy.

I often dream about leaving this place and finding my own place to live. Like an apartment. It would be a crummy place, but it would be mine. It would have a T.V., a DVD player, a stereo system, and all of my books, comics, CDs, video games and my Gamecube, and my guitars. It would also have just some basic furniture like a table, a couch, some chairs, and my room with my bed in it. That would be very nice.

My room is in the basement. Not much but sleeping going on in my room. It looks cool though. The walls are plastered with posters of bands I like and concerts I’ve been to. And the whole room is littered with Spawn toys. I li

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