The Blue Room

Daisy Twiff lazily squinted her eyes as her small, New York terrier pranced on Daisy in excitement. The 10 year old girl was always serious, smart and polite. As usual she slowly placed her dog, Liz, down on the warm fuzzy sheets of her bed and unlocked her tiny, circular window. Then she peered out the opening and saw the sunrise stretch over the horizon. White, frozen snow lightly shuffled to the ground, covering the Earth like a large fluffy blanket. Freezing winds blew at high wind levels.…

occasional stray teacher, but that was all. The air was thick with heat in south California, causing Dory to curse her natural long dark blue locks, which was pulled back in its usual ponytail. It was quiet, too quiet! She slammed her head against the table wondering how she had gotten into this mess. She took the towel to her forehead as she exited the locker room. Another successful practice, with the way this was going they would beat Woodbridge high school in no time! “Dory” Her coach…

It had a big basement which was now my oldest brother’s room. Then on the top floor has 3 bedrooms and a full bathroom. My parents had the master room, I got the second biggest room and my middle brother got the smaller room. My room was very empty and had few things in it, like a bed and a dresser with a little TV across the room. The only problem with my room was it was a bright pink box, it had pink on every wall including the ceiling, and with pink being…

majority of the walls, with the windowed wall disintegrated from the events of the world. The single bed relaxes alone in the corner of this confined space. The small abandoned bed, with its childish bright blue duvet, faded from time, neatly made mocking itself and the rest of the room with its emptiness. The dark wooden bookcase, filled with torn, old half eaten storybooks, half rotting away infested with dark radiation enlarged bugs. The small five-drawer bookcase sits inside the…

I’m so sick of sitting in my bubblegum-butt colored living room. It seemed like an awesome decision at the time to paint the hideously textured box I live in for the sake of my “totally unique blogging atmosphere.” Jokes, Melanie, you got jokes. It was a great idea at least until I became a super uninspired shut in, who’s seen two Christmas, and three Halloween specials of The Office in the same week. I need to get out of here. The smell of warm vanilla has left me completely “nose blind,” as…

It was early, Monday morning, 7:00 o’clock sharp. I hit snooze but didn’t wake up again until 7:50. “10 minutes!” I screamed to no one imparticular. Rushing around my room, I grabbed a random outfit which consisted of ripped jeans and a sweatshirt. Putting it on quickly, I rushed out the door and onto the bus. Not even a second after I walked into the building, I hear, “Imani, you’re out of dress code!” If you were a student attending a school with a dress code where girls had more rules to…

Discard things that no longer useful before store everything back. 4- Tidy by category, not by location. We tend to put same item in different places, a very good example I have is my makeup product, I’ve got some in the washroom and some in my own room, if I tidy by location, I will be cleaning same category twice. 5- Follow the Right Order. Start with clothing, then books, paper and miscellaneous. 6- Ask yourself if it spark joy. Keep the one you love, and if you don’t love them, they no…

One of her paintings simply titled “Hope” gives a feeling of an optimistic future. The painting media is oil on canvas. The painting presents child with her back to us. She is wearing a white dress with red and blue flowers, as she seems to be walking away slowly. She is surrounded by children drawings floating all around her, as they appear to follow her as she is walking away. The child’s doodles are mostly stick figures you would see a younger child, perhaps…

“We’re moving to Florida”. We were sitting at the dining room table when they told us. t must have been a Saturday or we wouldn’t have been in the dining room and it must have been some time in winter, though I don’t remember the month. Of the twelve chairs positioned around the long table, seven were occupied: Two by my parents, four by my sisters and one by me. The table was the only piece of furniture in the room. The walls where white and bare except for streaks of lurid mahogany dye…

to the Pierce’s Christmas Dinner. Apparently, it’s a popular event in this town, and it’s almost mandatory to go when you’re invited--or that’s what I’ve heard. Anyway’s I had no idea what the heck to wear. I mean it was black tie, and all I had is blue jeans and flannels. I guess I could have gone shopping in a nice retail store, but I was also broke. I guess you could say “the struggle was real”. At least that what my teenage neighbors say, and honestly I couldn’t have agreed more. In the end,…