Essay about My Bedroom

My house is very big. It has three bedrooms, two bathrooms, a kitchen, two living rooms, a dining room, a special games room and a wide front and back garden.

My favorite room is my bedroom. I like it because it is the only room in my house that allows me to stay away from other places in the world. After a long day, I would like to go to my comfortable bedroom, listen to some soft music, lie down, relax, watch TV, even have a relaxing movie is.

My bedroom is very special and different. It is a relaxing sanctuary on this day, but all my dreamliest dreams and fancies can enter the calm world all night.

The best thing in my bedroom is to jump into my bed When my friends sleep, we have a game to see who jumps and their heads can touch the ceiling . Of course, my sister will not knock on the door and see what we are doing Of course, the first thing she does is to tell her, "I talked to my mother" her annoying little I ran down the stairs to tell me with a voice. As long as I was a mother, I had to wait another night.

In the corner you can see the pizza fairy and elves I ate yesterday. That is actually my favorite food. The design of the room is very unique. The reason is because everything is in one place. I remember that the sofa I bought two years ago was the oldest idea. When we bought it for the first time, I remember the smile of my face and the discussion between my father and my brother. "Go to the left and go to the left," he shouted. It was a beautiful period, it was very beautiful but the everlasting food I eat may change that. Like most teenagers, there are lots of posters on my wall, most of which are the role model I admire, my favorite team, and some cute girls. The most obvious possibility here is a red carpet that covers the bedroom as long as your eyes can see it. There is my desk in my bedroom in my bedroom, I usually do all my homework and homework. Sitting at the top of my computer, it is always there. The desk in front of me broke somehow.

I bought a suit in my bedroom and I could not even agree with my parents. The antique store sent it to my house, and they also brought those pieces to the stairs in my bedroom. This is the beginning of the problem. Our house is about 125 years old. This is a Cape Cod style with a roof in the bedroom. I have a big bedroom, I shared it with my sister. Of course, this large double bed has a huge headboard and pedal, which is not very balanced with my sister's small single bed on the other side. I tried to move other furniture between the roof and make it completely united. My sister gave up after helping me for a while, it seems this device is not suitable for our room. I spent hours doing moving my furniture. My mother and father work outside. I tried everything, but it is not suitable

Life is a custom. When the fight started downstairs, my sisters left the bedroom and appeared in my room. Players continue to play. The album has grown. I know which chair has a wedge under the door handle to close my bedroom door. The following morning, I learned which concealer covered her birth best. Sometimes an ambulance will come. Sometimes, as she walks, she is wearing dark sunglasses, a relaxed sweatshirt and a big soft hat. Hope moment. Because there is no anger and violent person every day. They have to be angry and violent one day. My mother wakes us up at midnight and tells us to pack suitcases. We entered the hotel. We are three spies and prisoners who escaped from prison. We ordered food and saw Charlie's angel. After a day or two, he beats the hotel door with a flower. End