My room is a distinct place that allows me to escape the outside world and focus on other significant things in my life. When I turn my slightly-chilled metal unmoved circular door knob which is attached to the delicate white-painted wooden door I enter a passageway to a new world. This world leaves me with a mindset of relaxation and peace. As I enter my room, I am quick to notice the sharp feeling of the cold lightly-beige floor touching my naked feet as if I were in an icy tundra, feeling the
My room is one of my favorite places on earth because it is a safe haven for me. It is where I can be myself, have privacy, and somewhere quiet to think. The bed I have is a twin bed with a blanket as soft as clouds. My pillow is a squishy white marshmallow where my delicate head can rest in peace and dream. The bed is like my friend; it is always there to comfort me after having a tiring and harsh day. It helps me forget all the problems that I face. I can just sleep for days without a worry in
A room of one’s own is based in the format of a lecture at a women’s college on the topic of women and fiction. Woolf bases her essay around the thesis that “women need money and a room of their own in order to write fiction”. Characters such as Mary Beton, Mary Carmichael, and Mary Seton are used as imaginary narrators, whom of which are grappling the same topic as Woolf. The narrator uses Oxbridge and various libraries to reflect on different educational experiences available to men and women.
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 bedroom is not a place for the entire community. However, it is just as comfortable to me as someone else’s room is just as comfortable to them. My room is comparably different though. It’s not just a place where I keep all my stuff and sleep all day. There’s more to my private abode than what meets the eye. Walking on the hardwood floor feels like a punch to the bottom of your foot. The flooring creaks throughout the house as if it were haunted. However, it’s my private space out of the rest
Everyone has a place they go to when they need to be comforted or a place to feel safe. For some people it’s their school, house, park, or even a friend’s home. For me, my favorite place to go to is the Fine Arts Building. Every time I have ever found myself in a situation where I was greatly upset or felt unsafe I always ran to the fine arts building on UNK campus even if it meant driving half an hour. Music has always been a comforting thing and that’s what the fine arts building is all about.
My childhood place There is a place that is a constant reminder of my childhood. This place is my room. Though it has changed since I was born it still reminds me of the time I spent there as a kid. My room is a medium sized room with two closets a small closet with a door and slanted ceiling and a large closet nearly four times the size but without doors only the rails where the sliding doors used to be. The actual room is a nice open room with a white ceiling and black carpet. The walls have
built only one year back. It has two storeys. My grandparents and my uncle live on the ground floor. On the ground floor we have a drawing room, two bedrooms, and a kitchen. We live on the first floor. On the first floor we have three bed rooms and a kitchen. It has also a dining room, a study room and a guest room. My sister and study in the study room. The rooms are well-lighted and airy. All the floors have marble tiles. My parents have decorated my house with paintings and pictures. We always keep
Right now, my room is very childish. The colors in my room are very vibrant. My walls are a bright blue and the shelves in my room are orange, pink and neon green. My comforter has all of those colors in a straight line pattern. It helps to connect my entire room together, but it is time for a makeover. The only thing staying the same in my room are the closets because they are a great storage area. Since the closets are added on to the shape of the room, they do not take away from the space. I want
but a house is not that simple. Each room in a house serves a unique purpose, and that purpose can vary from household to household. A family’s use of their home can shape personalities and form the aspirations of its members. For me, my home is a place where I have made so many memories and built strong relationships with my family. When I get home, I walk into the house through the garage, which does not serve much of a purpose to me other than a place to keep my car in the winter and where