My Room

When someone first walks into my bedroom, he or she are going to be stepping onto a brown carpet that is not so soft. Then, that person are going to see is the wood paneling walls of my bedroom. My desk is the first furniture that he or she is going to see; it is to the right of the door way. Standing at the top of the desk is a stainless steel picture frame; in it a picture of me and my sister Shawn; posted on the wall above my desk, I have pictures of friends from high school. Standing tall in corner next to my desk, I have my wooden corner nightstand; resting on one shelf of the nightstand is speakers for my iPod, jewelry box standing on another shelf, and an alarm clock resting on top of the jewelry box. Next to my night stand is my bed, a twin size with bright green sheets and a bright pink and blue blanket lying out on the bed. I have more pictures of friends from high school that are posted above my bed. Leaning against the wall in the corner by my bed is a bookcase. On top of the bookcase, I have pictures of my four dogs, Mika, Rusty, Kala’i, and Brownie in a stainless steel picture frame that is standing on little magnet stainless steel stair case; in a black picture frame is my cousin Cassy, Marlynn, my mom, and George, my dad in a blue and white picture frame. Lined up in the bookcase I also have text books from past classes, dictionaries, Mary Higgins Clark books, a bunch of magazines, and four photo albums. Above my bookcase, there is a window that has glow in the dark gels stuck to the window, with tan and light brown curtains. Straight across from my bed there is my closet with wooden doors. In my closet to the left, I have a wooden black T.V stand with a black T.V resting on it. Inside of the closet, there are my clothes and my dresser. On the wall above my closet, I have pictures of friends and family. My bedroom may be small, but it is my zone, to me the best place to be.