My Bedroom Essay

There I stood, a short, awkward little girl with a boyish haircut that reached to just about my ears, replicating half of an upside down coconut. I carried a bright pink backpack with a matching lunchbox that looked massive next to my particularly small frame. My sneakers lit up with each hesitant step that took me closer and closer to my classroom. When I finally made it, rows of small chairs and a huge green chalkboard stood in front of me, and that was when I lost it. I cried so loud without utter humility and acknowledgement of anyone around me. My wails continued as I resisted my mom’s cold grip on my arm, pulling me towards the room. I was definitely that kid in pre-k that made a huge scene not wanting her parents to leave, but since…

two windows directly on the floor above them. There was a window in between the second story windows that my mother and her boyfriend at the time referred to as the ‘Bourne Window.’ The name was derived from us having recently binged the Bourne Trilogy, and the window looking like something the titular character would be sniping someone through. We approached the front door to get an inside look, but found it was locked. Interestingly, the doorknob was useless, twisting made no difference; the…

When I was about five years old, my parents ' got divorced. My dad moved back to the state I was born in, while I stayed with my mom in Arkansas. Every once and awhile I would have visits with my dad, he would come pick us up and take us back to Iowa. I mean, I understand now why my sister and I had to spend time with my dad there. But then, I was 5 and all I knew is that daddy wasn’t around for the past month. I was without a doubt, the biggest mommy’s girl and I hated having to leave her. I…

up my present day psych. I suppose I am made up differently than most students at Poughkeepsie Day School. To begin my mind floats to age three, where the mess began. I can still see the sun peaking in; it lightly brushing the creamy yellow walls. The stained white rug that had been lived in, and turned into a spotty brown rag. The green, luscious wood was my playland. My shiny black dog sat on the moldy deck; I remember pressing my little hand against her shiny, hot fur. “How…

love frogs and they love to have a bedroom that brings the frog right to their bedside for fun. Creating the frog theme bedroom is not difficult and just takes a little imagination. In no time at all a little boys bedroom can come to life with these great bedroom ideas that all share a common theme-the frog! Begin the theme bedroom with a list of bedroom ideas that you can come up with. If you like animals such as the frog this should not be difficult to do. Common boys bedroom ideas for a…

A Mother’s Day Gift – Luxury Feminine Bedrooms on a Limited Budget As Mother’s Day approaches this weekend, the world treats their mothers like a queen. However, if you’re a mother yourself, you’re probably thinking, stretch marks, PTA meetings, sleepless nights and most importantly, nothing is more challenging the motherhood and the word “Mom” seems to be grammatically incorrect and the proper term is spelled “Queen Mom.” That said, my sisters and I set out to give our mother a gift that…

in each home, the bedroom. A bedroom is defined online as “a reflection of one’s personality, as well as social class, and is unique to each person. However there are certain items that are common in most bedrooms - beds.” A bed is defined online as “a piece of furniture used as a location to sleep or relax,” but it’s up to us as humans to decide what it is we do in our bedrooms and who we allow to be in our rooms. We choose whom we allow ourselves around. For as long as I can remember, I’ve…

stickiness. She then raised her hand up to her nose smelling whatever it was and had to pull her head back vehemently at the substance’s abrasive assault on her senses. On the other side of the counter she found the crushed can of pepper spray lying on the floor, its remaining content spilled out in a large coagulated puddle like soda pop left to dry by an inattentive child. Angela’s heart sank when she saw the canister along with a few spots of dried-up blood that she didn’t know had…

ordinary; it had five bedrooms, two bathrooms, a laundry room, living room, kitchen etc. Everything had its place and looked like a cohesive decorated house except for one thing… the tiles. It seemed as though every room had a thousand different patterned tiles or type of flooring. Although the mismatched…

point where I challenged myself to check out Elly’s body without getting caught. The rush of getting caught is what eventually led to me discovering my kink for voyeurism. One night after Elly finished working out she said she was going to take a shower so she went into her room and closed the door. As I was going to my room down the dark hall I notice a glimps of light coming from Elly’s door frame. It turns out that her door frame was crooked, allowing any passerby who was walking into the…