It's like stepping into my own mind. Only years younger. I can almost smell the sweet demure innocent girl that I was. I am still all that just with more maturity, I think.
That's what I think of my room.
My mom keeps it the way it was.
Looking at all the pictures that I hang on my walls, all turned a bit yellowish portraying the absence of the room's owners. All smiley and younger version of me. I got lotsa teddy around the room and when I saw them, I smiled. They look just the same. The books that I am so proud of owning, like Sweet Valley Jr High Collection, seemed a bit childish-like to keep on possessing.
I think to myself, I am going to need to re-invent my room to suit the me now.
I think to myself, I am going to need to re-invent my room to suit the me now.
Plus, there is no more space for the new wardrobe.
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One of my favourite posts by you. Very sweet and sincere. Macam author nya jugak (takde agenda tersembunyik k puji2 ni)
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