An interior space that stands out the most in my memory is my bed room . I say this because this is where I heard some of the most hurtful things in my life . This room I will never forget and it has left a mark in my head that I will never forget not until the day that I die .
             The room is fairly large . It has a bunk bed in the left side of the room if your walking into my room the bed is on your left and directly opposite the window which overlooks the highway and county jail. It gets noisy around here sometimes with the hustle and bustle of traffic and when they are transporting prisoners they normally block off the street but anyway back to my room . There is also a fan next to the window and opposite the bed . Next to the fan there is a stack of show boxes that I used to keep all my paper work from school and all documents that are important to me . My school bag and my track bag and my track stuff is also next to the stack of boxes . There is also a pair of starting blocks which I use for track sitting against the wall next to the fan . My track shoes and all my other shoes are under my bed .
             On the other side of the room this is my brothers computer desk. H is computer desk has his monitor, his night light , bin of documents monitor and stuffed animals . Above his desk is his shelf where he puts all his books cds camera and other stuff he cant fit on his desk . Next to his desk is the tv stand and the tv on the tv stand there are a stack of x-box games a stack of computer games and a stack of vhs tapes with my track meets on them . Then on the third shelf
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