My Bed Room My favorite place to be is my bed rooms, I say “bed rooms” because I have two. One bedroom at my Dads, one at my Moms. I’m doing my paper on my bedroom because that’s where I spend most of my time, and I love sleeping. I don’t go anywhere, or do anything nowadays besides lying in bed and sleeping. I love my bed. Sleeping helps me forget about all the bullshit we have in this cruel world. It’s a break from reality. My bedroom is also a get away from my annoying parents that constantly bug me about every little thing possible. On my weekends I spend most of my free time lying in bed. Friday after school I usually take an hour or two nap cause school has me fucked up. After I wake up from my hour or two nap I just continue lying in bed, maybe look for a movie or a new show to watch because I always end up finishing shows in less than a day for some odd reason. Most of the shows I watch are only a couple seasons long with not too many episode in the show. By the end of the whole week my room is a little messy or just horribly messy, so I start cleaning my room Sunday day and finish up around sixish before dinner that’s including all my laundry. I recently redid my room at my dad’s house. Before my room was very dull and boring, there was nothing too my room. Nothing to make it cure or whatever. I had one gray wall behind my bed that I painted white. My room is now all white. I got a new bed set witch is also all white with a couple of blue, yellow, and