Personal Narrative: Diva Den

Before you make an entrance into my room you first need to walk up three flights of stairs it may look easy, but don’t be fooled. "Click" as you turn the key to the right. Afterwards apply pressure to the handle downwards, then push to open. When entered in my apartment a cool breeze of cold air instantly hits your body and the smell of Hawaiian breeze scent from glade lingers in the room. Then a small tile in front of the door is where I take off my shoes. As you continue to walk forward your toes feel the rug of my room which is twelve by sixteen square feet a lot of my thinking and time is spend here alone or with friends and family, but it is certainly my favorite room in my apartment. This room matters to me because it is the first room you see before you see the other rooms. It also shows a little part of me as you look around the room from the dreams I wish to travel one day to the time I took to coordination the colors together and the hard work I put to manage to save enough money to get the furniture and decorations this room is once again my favorite room.

I couldn’t visualize any room or house that was descriptive enough to write about. Personally, describing a boring room or place would not turn into a good essay. Instead, I thought of my brother Allie’s baseball mitt. This mitt wasn’t the typical boring mitt, but instead Allie made it to be extraordinary. Allie took a traditional left-handed mitt and wrote poems all over the glove in green ink. This may seem abnormal, but it kept him busy by reading the poems in the field when no one was at bat. Allie’s mitt is no longer being used now, since Allie died. He lost his battle to leukemia when we were in Maine, on July 18, 1946. You would have like him. He was my younger brother by two years, but he was more intelligent than I am. Teachers always wrote to my mother about how Allie was a pleasure in their classroom, but they were never lying. It was true. Allie was not only intelligent, but he was also a sweet boy. He never got mad at anybody.

Lauren Rezac- My weekend did not really start off to exciting. Right after my Fast-Pitch game I was picked up by my dad in our 1962 jeep. When we got home we had supper and we all stayed up for a little bit and went to bed. On Saturday I had the house to myself, my dad was helping our neighbors while my mom and sister were in ST.Cloud.So When I was at home I was pretty bored so I did what most bored kids I know would do turn up the music and make a little mess, basically I made slime. When mom and Alexis came back my sister got a call from my dad to go help out so I went with her.I helped by steering the tractor when she got bored and she did the speed and stuff like that. On Sunday we gave mom her gifts then we got ready to trapshooting me

I chose this picture of my sisters because it is my favorite one. I am on the far left, my little sister, Karrie, is in the middle, and my older sister, Kassie, is on the far right. This picture just seems like another picture of sisters but we are so much more, we are best friends. We are all so different but all so alike. We all go by shortened names, Kassie is Kasandra, Katie is short for Katelyn, and Karrie is short for Karrington. We have age gaps of six years in between Kassie and I, and four years in between Karrie and I. Not to mention how different we all look. I got the naturally curly hair from my dad, Karrie has the dark brown hair from my mom, and Kassie got the blond hair from her dad. Yes, Kassie has a different dad but we have never made a big deal about it

When choosing what to put in my house I thought of the of my favorite hobbies and things that I would love to have in my own house, after brainstorming I made sure to add a study/library, a music room, a home theater, an art room, and of course, a hot tub. I don’t have a specific favorite room, but my favorite is tied between the art room between and the study/library. The art room is a favorite of mine because in my vision of it I would have all the expensive pencils, paints, and tools. The study is also a favorite of mine because I love to read and write. I would most likely spend more than 75% of my time in their whenever I’m not a work. Since I was a little kid the amount of books I own has always been an inconvenience. I always run out of space on my bookshelf and I have to start stacking, which leads to books being in random places of my room and left around the house. I would have broad floor to ceiling bookcases, hopefully I’d never have to worry about running out of space again.

I opened my eyes and looked up to see the bars above me and the suffocating smell of chalk filled my lungs as all eyes peered down at me. I was 8 and being in a situation as extreme as this without your parents is pretty difficult. I was at gymnastics camp in Pennsylvania 4 hours away from my parents. I had no phone and no way of contacting them except through letters. This was my second year at the camp and I loved it. I was on bars trying a squat on jump to high bar which I had previously done by myself. I fell in a funny way and landed on my arm so perfectly that it broke. A complete piece of my elbow broke off. I was rushed to the hospital.

Hola Diana, yes it was good to see them even though it was only one night. We don't have many houses built on stilts either but with the sea levels rising it is something the government should be thinking about, but they never do think do they, it's always about short term gain from short term brains.

True friends, who are they really? They will stand up for their friends and back them when no one else will. True friendship is a kind of closeness that won't fail, even if one were to move away, no matter what the distance.

Furthermore, the reason why I loved my house so much is because I had my own room. As a child I had to share rooms with my sister in a 8 broom house filled with my family until my mother decided

Have you ever wondered how something so simple as your bedroom could have so much meaning? How a place where one usually just sleeps and doesn't return until the next night, could be so special to someone? It does make one think, once stopped and thought about. To some, it means as much as a gym does to a basketball player or as much as a tree does to a monkey. But then there are also those who still think of their bedroom as just a place to sleep and prepare themselves. I guess things have different meanings for each person, but for many including myself, their bedroom ranks near the top of the list. A bedroom is meaningful because often it is where one grows up, where lots of time is spent, and where one can

My room has always been really basic. It didn’t really have anything special. The bed was so uncomfortable that I hated to even look at it. The window didn’t have any curtains, so I always woke up when the sun would shine through. There was a tiny nightstand to the left of the bed. There were carpeted floors that smelt horrible, and walls that were painted beige. There wasn’t anything that stood out to me, which was the reason why I was ecstatic when HGTV chose me to have my room completely redone. The best part was that there was an unlimited budget. I decided that I would make it the best room in the universe, and it was going to have all kinds of things.

The place where I feel the most comfortable, and show my personality, is my bedroom. This is the place where I can really be myself and do what I want; it’s the place I come home to, and wake up every day. My room makes me feel comfortable because it is my own space. My house is always crazy, with my dog barking, and my siblings running around making noise, my room is the only place in the house where I can come and relax without caring about everything else, the only place that I can go to clear my mind.

One place that I see every day but don’t put much attention to is my house. The house that I live in is near by a park and a gas station. My house is small and cozy is made of steel frames, the anterior part of the house has a beige and pink color that combine a beautiful shade. The inside of my house has many portraits of family members and drawings. I have a total of two bathrooms and four rooms a kitchen and two living rooms. We have a living room that’s used for grown-ups and the other one is used for the children. The kitchen table and chairs are made of wood, in the ceiling there is big chandelier. The walls of my house are painted in different colors that are green, beige and pink. I like that every room has its own different color, it’s not boring it brings life and shade.

The walls are brown, like peanut butter, and it has three windows shaped like squares, with beautiful brown curtains draped across the top, it also has two couches suitable for our family of five, with a 65inch television, which is awesome because we’re all Football Fans, with Surround sound speakers we feel like we’re in a movie theater. There are also some family pictures of my siblings and I when we we’re born. So this is our room, which is special to us, but what’s most special about it is that it brings my family together.

My bedroom is a very special and different room. Thriugh the day it's a relaxing sanctuary but through the night where all my wildest dream and fantasy's can be let loose into the tender world.