Home is sweet Home, a famous saying from the past. There is no place like home and home is not a home without inhabitants. When I was told to write about a place, which has special meaning to me, the very first thing came across my mind was my house. To be more specific with the location is the basement. The interior of my basement is simple. Just like myself, and is special to me and in several ways. This particular room symbolizes many of the aspects of my personality and things I do. It basically consists the stereo system, CD player, television, bed, and pictures of my family members and my working out equipment. But in this simplicity, is where I belong.
My family consists of my parents and four children, my three siblings and me. My eldest brother goes to University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign and so is never around. This leaves me with my two sisters to whom I can?t really relate. Having different perspectives and viewpoints on issues creates a distance between my family members and me. Simply I would say that I am different and don?t really belong. I am more open-minded and am curious
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