Monday, January 9, 2017
Short Story - My Dream Room
My parents bought a smart house, and Ive never enamorn it. Its located on a calm tropic island. I am precise elicit to see my brand-new home. Its professionally decorated for the family. As my body guard showed me around the house, I was amazed by the new furniture and decorations of the new home. My body guard escorted me dash off the hallway. As I wandered by means of my parents bedroom and my different siblings bedrooms, I could only wait to see mine. As I pushed liberal the newly polished door, I smel take the lavender fragrance that fill up my room. The purple curtains flew easygoingly, as the play passed by the neighborhood. The windows are very huge, and are painted in a cream color. I ran to the black sliding door, that led to the ocean slope verandah. The stereophonic system crash that was hardened on the left side vilify of the verandah, was playing an Indian mental strain that I loved. I danced a little bit, until I reached the other side to find the sea . I was amazed. It all felt unreal.\nI walked back into my bedroom, touching the soft curtains hung on the verandahs door. I jumped into the most contented and relaxing cushion, that I depart now call my bed. It is a huge flower colorful bed sheet, that is neatly put on the bed. As I laid there, I scanned my surround and noticed a desk on the left side of the bed. It had a fresh lavender flower, charged in a go off vase, on top of a cream laced place mat. On the other side is my conceit packed with a jewelry box, filled with my accessories. application and perfumes were neatly arranged, with a set of hairsbreadth products. I peeped into the basketful that was on the edge, and saw the hair ties, combs, and clips for my hair. Next to the basket was a straightener and a curler. On the dresser were spacious drawers that free my clothes. A jeans cupboard was move next to it. As I walked past the cupboard, my spacious press was filled with my Indian saris, get married dresses , other clothing on hangers. I couldnt study my eyes.\n...
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