Lecture 14 Quiz

The room I hung out in most as a child was my bedroom. The design was similar to an African safari. The bed, lamp, and wallpaper were all animal print, and the curtains were black; there were even fake trees to give it a more realistic feel. However, it always had an ominous ambiance most likely because of the black curtains.Although it was my bedroom, after my grandmother, dying of cancer moved in, I would never call it my room again. I gave my room to her and moved into my brother’s.

In a corner was a small Mickey Mouse play kitchen set which looked very out of place in the African safari. Although this was my favorite toy, it was not often that I played with it after my grandmother moved in. I would only go in and play with it when she was out of the house because I did not want to disturb her.

Once my grandmother passed, I rarely set foot in that room. It had even more of an eerie feeling, because of the memories that lingered. My parents tried to get me to go back to my room, giving me my own space once again, but I would always reply, "That's not my room anymore. It's Grandma's." I was content sleeping on the top bunk of my brother’s bunk beds. It was not until we moved into a different house that I would consider moving into my own bedroom.

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