The best place I love is my room! Every morning, I wake up in this place. Every night, I fall asleep in this place.
Everyday, I have used this place as the base since I was born. (To be exact I moved two times, so I have three 'my room', but in this paragraph, my room means the third my room.The room I live in now.) So, there is many precious memories in this room. This precious memories means not only material things but also more psychic things. I can say 'My room is myself, myself is my room.' The day I got very low score in high school exam, the day I succeed something, my room exists as it is. Saying nothing, never rejecting me, gt allow me in. I feel there is no wall, barrier, door. In reality, ther is a wall and door, if there is no wall,doors it isn't my room. But, I feel, there is nothing between my body and my room. Whenever my room is mine.(perhaps, my parents think they only rent the room to me and purpose someday they take the room from me.) My room is the place I should back,and should leave from. So I can't help but love my room. My room is the very my place.
