Big Dipper Descriptive Writing

I fall asleep looking up at the big dipper, but wake up to footsteps above my head. The first thing I catch a glimpse of when I open my eyes are the “stars” that are now merely shapes stuck to the ceiling. I may sleep on this mattress in the corner of a once workout room, but this isn’t the bed my mom and dad see me using. I had developed this image where I was this picture-perfect girl in a picture-perfect room with 3 rows of pillows that radiated pink flowers and happiness. You would think as though you could still smell the fresh grey paint on the walls of the place where my parents decided who they wanted me to be. The discomfort grew as the untroubled aspects to this “Isabel” began to develop along with the frustration in the person …show more content…
A city that decided what was right and wrong. A city that creates a standard that names many recurring feelings and actions as socially unacceptable. A single guitar in an exercise room lead to a wall of posters, a hanging tapestry surrounded by lights, a record player with a cabinet full of vinyl, $20 mattress thrown in the corner with a single row of personally tie dyed pillows, and a glow in the dark big dipper on the ceiling. This gateway turned into my dwelling place that I would return to every night. The $20 mattress gives me more comfort than my upstairs bed with 3 rows of pillows ever did. I learned that even the most luxurious commodities may not bring the most warmth.
This getaway turned into the realization that who I really wanted to be, did not need to be hidden due to where I lived. I wanted to be the person that wasn’t afraid to express their love for the reggae vibes demonstrated from the not well known band from Australia named “Sticky Fingers”. I recognized that I should not be ashamed to like something different especially if it calms my nerves after a long day stress. The aspects of my personality that I have long kept out of sight have developed me into who I am