The dream room that i want is somehow like a fairy tale room , where the four corners of my room is filled with flowers , lovely butterflies , pink fairies and all colors of my room is pink. But since I grow up and i learned more mature things. Room is a place where I can feel more relaxed and comfortable.
The room that I have right now is where I truly belong. When you open the door of my room, the first thing that you can see is darkness that binds every corner. In order for you to see the true beauty , you have to open the light, where you can see is books that in my desk and the crumpled paper in my desk too, the pencils in my case and the bed that is willing to catch me when I'm fallen, the mirror that shows the true me and always real to me.
My room is my reflexion, the darkness that covered to it is the mystery that holds my soul in the dim of hatred, but as long I let the light pass through my window and continue to believe in myself. It gives me courage to pull my soul in the well of sufferings, where my pride is shattered by a thousand words that breaks my fragile heart.
Even though it isn't a perfect place for anyone, but for me it is one of the loveliest place in the world.It is where my dreams are formed, every time I see my room, It brings joy despite of darkness that binds in it. My room is my favorite place in our house, It soften my strong spirit, whenever I see the entire room.
