My favorite room is easily my bedroom. I share my bedroom with my little sister Beverly, and she’s a bit messy. Unlike her I like to keep clean, but when her stuff starts piling up on the floor, I can’t help but join in. Within a couple says you can barely even see the floor! It’s been cleaner lately though, because my parents got a new table, which me and my little sister has claimed as the craft table. Beverly usually does whatever crafts she find on YouTube. She once made some beads out of paper, glue, and some nail polish finish. I usually sew and crochet on the table. But my room is a room of many uses. I use it to read, because it’s mostly quiet in there if I turn on the fan, music machine, and close the door. My family is full of readers. In my room there’s a big bookshelf full of books. There’s one bookshelf dedicated to Harry Potter and Mo Williams, another dedicated to yearbooks, one for Jane Austen and Nancy Drew, and one for all my Keeper of the Lost Cities books. There’s also another one for children’s books we used to read, one up high and the other way down low, and two for me and little sister to put our stuff. There’s also a bookshelf in our living room full of random sorts of books, and one in my older siblings room recently made and is already filled to the brim. Me and my little sister just got rid of at least fifty books and we still don’t have enough room. But anyways, I’m on the bottom bunk and my little sisters on the top. My bed is nice in clean, with my weighted blanket on the bottom, and my quilt my nana made for me on the top. I also have a heart blanket used as decoration. I have a few stuffed animals with important purposes behind them. Then I have two pillows, one that’s used so my things don’t fall in between the bed and the wall, and one with a silk pillowcase I got from china. I have nightstand that I recently cleaned, but it’s already dirty, with yarn scraps all over it and my fake plant, light box thing that I never use, alarm clock, and organizer. I have a bottom drawer used for some clothes, and the top is for some of my random things. I also have a box I added underneath to have even more room, but it’s full of keepsakes. My little sisters bed is a mess. Over fifty stuffed animals, three blankets, and two pillows. And she wonders why she can never sleep. Our room doesn’t have a carpet or a rug, just wood, it’s not very comfy. We have a cabinet full of old childhood toys my mom can’t bring herself to throw away, and a big dresser. The top two are for me, the bottom two for my little sister. On top of everything is a little area to store things. It’s for my me and Bevy’s (my little sisters nickname) jewelry, and for bevy’s shells, rocks, and other things the annoy the life out of me. On the walls are some church things. My family LDS, so we have some of that kind of things all over the house, we have a little area decorated for it. It has some scriptures, a “I am a child of god” type thing, and a painting I picked out and that I love, a picture of Jesus taking care of his sheep. We also have a shelf that’s use for put color me mine creations, and a little glass bear with a play block in its hands. There’s also a BYU soccer poster, and a panda picture that I really hate. It’s Beverly’s, of course. My third reason I love my room is because it’s fun to hang out with my friends in. I pull down my sisters giant axolotl squishmallow and slay on that, while my friend sits on my bed. We can open up the window and close the door and it’s so much fun! I love hanging out with my friends in there.