Writings in the Process

Honestly, I do not have a room to call my own. Our house is too small to accommodate us, so we have to share rooms. But be not sorry for me, for though I live in a small bungalow, I find my solace here—our home is my refuge. From where you sit, I can describe our house from left to right, right to left, near to far or far to near. As you enter in our brown door, you are already in our living room. Continue walking. On you left is our humble room.

Inside the four corners of our room, you will see two drawers full of clean garments folded properly and other girly stuffs. On the left of the drawers is a double-deck bed where I lie down in deep, peaceful nights. Maybe it is not as soft as others’ cushions, but whenever I lay down in it as I sleep, it leads me to a night full of wonderful dreams. Under my bed are other paraphernalia such as portfolios and shoes. On your right is a cabinet with mirror. This is where we put our other belongings.

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