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Do you ever wonder why certain places mean so much to certain people?
When I think about the place that is important to me, my room pops up in my mind first. My room is cozy and I always have a comfortable feeling when I am in my room. My room was painted white and my blue-sheet bed is at the right corner. My brown – yellow study table is behind the window, where people will see it first when they enter my room, and I like it that way. I like how the sun came to my table every morning. I like how I am sitting at the table and looking at the rain. I like how I am studying and distracted by what is happening outside my house. On the wall, there are David Beckham posters. He is my favorite player. I always try to make a pass or get a free kick into the goal like him when I am on the field, playing soccer with my dear friends. However, there is my family picture right in front of me. The picture was taken about two months ago when we went to one of the most beautiful beaches in my country. Smiles appeared on our faces. Whenever I look at the picture, I am just like encouraged by my parents, especially time when I am stress with my works.
My Giant-Mattress-with-blue-sheet bed is where I want to jump onto first when I come to my room. I have a full-size bed with two pillows and a big body pillow. I cannot sleep without my body pillow. I don’t know why but I always have good sleep with it. I cannot express my feeling when I am lying on my bed and listening to music. I like that feeling after a hard working day or at the beginning of the day when I wake up. Time stops. Everything stops going around. Forgetting about school works. Forgetting about exams. Forgetting about whatever bad happened. I just want to enjoy myself. A lot of times I just lay down and close my eyes and daydream about places I'd like to see or think about things that make me happy.
My room is always important to me. It always give me relax and happy time. It always to place I want to go first after a hard-working day. And I always love my room.
When I think about the place that is important to me, my room pops up in my mind first. My room is cozy and I always have a comfortable feeling when I am in my room. My room was painted white and my blue-sheet bed is at the right corner. My brown – yellow study table is behind the window, where people will see it first when they enter my room, and I like it that way. I like how the sun came to my table every morning. I like how I am sitting at the table and looking at the rain. I like how I am studying and distracted by what is happening outside my house. On the wall, there are David Beckham posters. He is my favorite player. I always try to make a pass or get a free kick into the goal like him when I am on the field, playing soccer with my dear friends. However, there is my family picture right in front of me. The picture was taken about two months ago when we went to one of the most beautiful beaches in my country. Smiles appeared on our faces. Whenever I look at the picture, I am just like encouraged by my parents, especially time when I am stress with my works.
My Giant-Mattress-with-blue-sheet bed is where I want to jump onto first when I come to my room. I have a full-size bed with two pillows and a big body pillow. I cannot sleep without my body pillow. I don’t know why but I always have good sleep with it. I cannot express my feeling when I am lying on my bed and listening to music. I like that feeling after a hard working day or at the beginning of the day when I wake up. Time stops. Everything stops going around. Forgetting about school works. Forgetting about exams. Forgetting about whatever bad happened. I just want to enjoy myself. A lot of times I just lay down and close my eyes and daydream about places I'd like to see or think about things that make me happy.
My room is always important to me. It always give me relax and happy time. It always to place I want to go first after a hard-working day. And I always love my room.
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