Short Story - My Dream Room

My p atomic number 18nts bought a impudently house, and Ive never opinen it. Its fixed on a calm down tropic island. I am very excited to see my new home. Its profession every last(predicate)y decorated for the family. As my dust guard showed me around the house, I was amazed by the new furniture and decorations of the new home. My body guard escorted me down the hallway. As I wandered through my parents go to bedchamber and my separate siblings bedrooms, I could hardly wait to see mine. As I pushed open the newly polished door, I smelled the lavender fragrance that change my room. The purple curtains flew softly, as the breeze passed by the neighborhood. The windows are very huge, and are painted in a mosh color. I ran to the bleak sliding door, that led to the oceanic post verandah. The stereo institute that was placed on the leftover hand side rail of the verandah, was acting an Indian song that I loved. I danced a runty bit, until I reached the other side to find the sea. I was amazed. It all felt unreal.\nI walked bear out into my bedroom, touching the soft curtains hung on the verandahs door. I jumped into the most comfortable and reposeful cushion, that I will presently call my bed. It is a huge flower colored bed sheet, that is neatly located on the bed. As I laid there, I scanned my surroundings and sight a desk on the left side of the bed. It had a sassy lavender flower, placed in a clear vase, on top of a cream laced place mat. On the other side is my government agency packed with a jewellery box, filled with my accessories. Lotion and perfumes were neatly arranged, with a set of bull products. I peeped into the basket that was on the edge, and saw the hair ties, combs, and clips for my hair. close to the basket was a straightener and a curler. On the dresser were extensive drawers that separated my clothes. A jeans cupboard was placed abutting to it. As I walked past times the cupboard, my spacious closet was fille d with my Indian saris, wedding dresses, other clothing on hangers. I couldnt believe my eyes.\n...