When I was eleven I got my own room it was amazing.
My very own room!
This year the best thing happened to me. My parents decided it was time for me to get an own room. I had been sharing a room with my brother for as long as I can remember and now I could finally have some peace. They gave me the guest bedroom this made it even better because it was much larger than my brother’s room. He was really jealous and it made me happier than ever. I also got to decorate my room, I painted the walls light yellow and purple and I even got new curtains. But then the most awful thing ever happened, my brother came into my new room and fell and while he fell he took down the curtains with him I was so mad and I knew he did it on purpose but he denied it and that made me even madder. After a while I calmed down and my father hung up the curtains again and it looked just like it did before. I was still made at my brother but I was also glad cause I finally had my own room.
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