My Favorite Place
My favorite place is my room, because it is a library. Shelf, after shelf of books for me to enjoy are there for after a full day of playing.
My room is a art show, lots of drawings and painting, hang on the walls, some of which are my own, while others are famous artist’s.
My room is a cartoonist office, the items I need, to draw cartoons are always there when I want them.
My room is a lounge, a place to rest and relax after a long, hard, and exhausting school day.
My room is an artist’s workshop drawing supplies are always there for me when I’m bored and need something to do.
My room is a secret base, a place for me to hide out whenever I need some alone time.
My room is a school having tools for when I want to learn new and fascinating things outside of school.
My room is a ‘lost and found’ I often find items that I thought I had lost a long time ago.
When inside my room, music can often be heard playing softly in the background, it's just loud enough to be heard, but still relaxing.
My room is a storage unit, a place to store my belongings until I need them again.
As you can probably tell from reading this, my room is a lot of different things to me. And even though everybody’s is, most people treat it like it is just a big pile of bricks and that may be what it’s made of; but a room is more than that, it’s also a friend having what you need when you need it.
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