starr

fall
winter
research paper:spring
poetry:spring
year-end reflections and comments:spring

fall

Fantasy Room final draft
Welcome to my fantasy room. The color of my fantasy room walls is a sponge purple. The color of my carpet is white. The shape of my room is like a "T" shape. The light is a white color like regular light.
When you come in my fantasy room go to the right, you will reach a wall that has a door on it. If you go in that door, go to the right of the door. There is a fridge. To the right of that is a hamster cage. Next to that is a lizard cage. They have to stay in another room because my cat will eat them.
On the next wall is a stereo. To the right of that is a DVDs, games and CD rack. Next to that are a TV, DVD player, playstation two, and a Game Cube. To the right of that is my Mac. Next to that is a window.
On the next wall is another computer. Go out the second door you came in and go to the right. There is a nightstand with a touch screen computer, and then next to that is my queen size bed with a purple and green bed spread with a small lighting in the curtains that go around the bed. Next to that is a balcony. Then comes the dog bed.
On the next wall is a T.V. next to that is a closet. On the next wall is a dog cage. Next to that is a cat door. In the middle when you go in the door you came in you came in at the beginning you see a couch then a table.
The reason I would enjoy being in this room it because it has every thing I ever wanted. It would give me time to be alone .I also already like being in my room. It's just really boring, and I think that adding the stuff I put in will make it fun.
Daddy
My dad's name is Keith. He has brown hair and blue eyes. He is also tall. My step-mom, Barb, thinks he is handsome. I don't though. I think he's ok for a dad. I'll keep him though.
My dad is very funny. He won tickets off the radio for me to see O-town. They were my favorite band. My step-mom was going to take me; Barb had to work for the Capitals. So my dad had to take me. It was funny. I was laughing. Now I like to joke with him about it. We all think it's funny. My dad is also very caring and loving. I remember when I was two and my mom was at work and my step-dad was watching me. He gave me a bath, dressed me, and put my hair up in a ponytail. We didn't have a hair dryer so while my hair was drying, I kept twisting my finger though my hair and it looked like really curls with a curling iron. So when my mom came home, she looked at me and then looked up at my dad. He took all the credit. But my mom knew it was I.
I think my dad is wonderful because he raised me with out having to. I wouldn't trade him in for anything. He raised me when I was little, and he isn't even my real dad. That's why I love my dad. He is the best dad I'll ever have. That's why he is special to me.

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