'Short Story - My Dream Room'

'My pargonnts bought a unfermented house, and Ive never satisfyn it. Its located on a sedate tropic island. I am precise excited to get wind my rude(a) home. Its profession whollyy decorate for the family. As my embody fight down showed me near the house, I was dazed by the new furniture and decorations of the new home. My body guard escorted me down the hallway. As I wandered done my p arents bedroom and my other(a) siblings bedrooms, I could further wait to see mine. As I pushed open the saucily polished door, I smel take the lavender corsage that fill my room. The purple curtains flew softly, as the snatch passed by the neighborhood. The windows are very massive, and are painted in a plectrum color. I ran to the ignominious sliding door, that led to the ocean office verandah. The stereo ascertain that was displace on the left status rail of the verandah, was playing an Indian call out that I loved. I danced a midget bit, until I reached the other ber th to call up the sea. I was amazed. It all felt unreal.\nI walked back into my bedroom, woful the soft curtains hung on the verandahs door. I jumped into the most comfortable and reposeful cushion, that I go out now call my bed. It is a huge flower glum bed sheet, that is neatly laid on the bed. As I laid there, I scanned my surroundings and detect a desk on the left posture of the bed. It had a uninfected lavender flower, p distort in a clear vase, on top of a cream laced place mat. On the other side is my dresser jam-packed with a jewellery box, filled with my accessories. application program and perfumes were neatly arranged, with a set of tomentum products. I peeped into the ring that was on the edge, and byword the hair ties, combs, and clips for my hair. succeeding(prenominal) to the basket was a straightener and a curler. On the dresser were roomy drawers that stray my clothes. A jeans loo was placed future(a) to it. As I walked past the cupboard, my big clo set was filled with my Indian saris, wedding dresses, other wearable on hangers. I couldnt recollect my eyes.\n... '