The Life it has

Comfortable, silky, warm, and dry sheets. I am laying in my bed. It used to be my brothers. He had just gone off to college , so i moved into his room. His bed and room is bigger, his room is more mature. I enjoyed this about the room. Maps everywhere: Scottland, Africa, France, and Colombia. I enjoy the new room, but i miss the old. I do not wish to have my old room back, because i know that it is not what i want. I do not do things like i once did. I do my homework, i take responsibility, and I enjoy the people I around me. I am also taking the leap from junior high to high school. I once had a little bed, a little room, and a little mind and body. But,Moving forward is my new priority

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