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My Bedroom:
A chandelier swinging from the top of the roof, yes, that's in my bedroom. A laptop stuffed with secrets and chatting history, yes, that is in my bedroom. But a monkey? friends? No, those have never existed in my life, and never in my room. I often lie down on my bed, thinking to myself what would it be like to have friends, to have a monkey; but those are to fantasy-like to exist. Today, I proved my own theory wrong. I realized that if I worked hard enough, I could gain friends, and possibly, a monkey. And all those thoughts like those all existed because of my bedroom. Because of the bed I sleep in that allows all thoughts, that allows at fantasy to live, that encourages me on in my own life. Yeah, that's my bedroom. Cause my bedroom is my own friend.