My room. My world. My everything.
Growing up i’ve always shared a room with my older sister, but she was always busy doing other things like homework or hanging out with friends. We got along, but after she got into high school we rarely got do anything together and even more so now that she is in college. Even though we shared rooms it was like having my own without anyone telling me what to do.
In my room I have a brown desk that we never repainted with my sisters things on it, I included my sisters AP text books to show that, she took all AP classes during her senior year of highschool which left her with no time for me. In front of the desk we have a part of of our old couch that she uses for her desk which she normally slides under her desk. The reason that there is only one bed in our room is because we share it or she stays at a friends dorm. My computer is on my bed because my sister doesn't like it when I use her desk. In the middle of the room we have a Totoro mat. The reason we have two closets in our room is because we both have our own.
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