Yeah Essay

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Sheridan smith 9/13/11 Where I grew up! There is one place that you can not wait to leave but grow old wanting to get back to it. The loud sounds and noises, ungodly smells and aromas, and blinded vision are some reasons left. The tastes that melt-in-your-mouth and soft sensual touches are reason coming back here is so important. There is no place like home. A “Bam, Bam, Bam” can be heard rumbling up the wall. My vibrant pink eight by ten foot bedroom is directly above my sister Savannah’s room. The repeatedly pounding of her fist on the wall lets us know she is awake. My bedroom is my favorite room in my house. I enjoy my bedroom because it describes the person I am today. The things that describe me the most in my room are the wall colors, bedroom suit, and the decorations. Over the years, my room has changed from being a “kids” room to being a “teenage” room. When I was younger, I could not wait until I was older so that I could decorate my room however I wanted. When I was younger, I had to share a bedroom with my sister for plenty of years. I finally moved into my own room when my brothers had moved out. This seemed like one of the greatest days of my life. When I enter my room, I hear my radio, which reminds me of a day of listening to music and hanging out with friends. My walls are hot pink and light pink strips. The reason that I chose these colors is because I love Victoria secret and it look just like the bag. I also like this color because it is easy to match things with such as my zebra bed spread and hot pink area rug that covers all the dog pee stains on the carpet. I don’t have a frame for my bed so I would just sleep on two-mattress stack on top of each other. I have a twin size bed and one dresser. In addition, they all match my bedspread that is black, pink, and white. I love lying in my bed that has dented mattresses with

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