My bedroom is not only the place that I sleep in, but it is also my place of thinking and having a very broad imagination. Crazy, right? When I am in my room I wonder things like “was John F. Kennedy killed by the mafia?” Some of you might not even know this, but his father once was a bootlegger until he decided to change his life. I also think of how Trump would die if he were to have a little visit with the not-so-nice-guy…Death. I also think of all the people that have lived in my home, due to the reason of the house being here since the early 50's.
Not only do I think of this nonsense that is no benefit to me in any way. I also use my room to write rhymes that have the possibility of being outstanding and creative like one of my earlier works “I’ll drink your tears, just to taste your sorrows.” Do you like that? Did that send chills down your spine? I wrote that little line all by myself, thanks to being in my room most of the time. Sometimes, my family asks me to get out of my room when they see I have been here too long but they do not know the truth of reason why I stay in my chamber of secrets. In my room, I am Dexter without the annoying sister destroying my things and my room is my laboratory.
I have written most of my poems in my room. I cannot seem to write poems in any other kind of habitat. It all must be in my room. I mean, sure I can write a few lines, but in my room? I can finish my masterpiece without any kind of distractions from the world. Writing poems has helped in many ways. After a while of using a pen and paper, I just started saying words together and just basically freestyle from the top of my head. Writing has made me able to express myself better. Before, I could not express myself freely, but that has all changed…Thanks to a paper and pen.
When I am in my room, I tend to draw cool pictures. Back when I was a kid, I used to love drawing. I used to draw almost every day when I would come home back from school. Once in a while, I draw just to see if I still got it. Thankfully, I still have that skill with me during this old age. Drawing makes me escape from the world a little bit when I get stressed. Sometimes I draw animations or even sometimes something abstract. I like to do more abstract stuff because I tend to get more creative and crazy (crazy is good).
My room is the place where I have done many things besides sleep. I have planned the craziest ideas. I have also thought about the death of a great president who is JFK. I have wondered how Trump would die due to his ignorance. I have also written clever sayings and such while being in my room. My room is my escape from reality when I need a break from it. I bet Einstein got all his ideas just for being alone in his room. My room is where I can free my mind and I would not change it for anyone.
