I wake up to my mom shaking my shoulders.
"Mmmm....five more minutes!" I yell covering my face.
"No! We are here now get up!" She demands.
I groan, "I-its just so far." I say waving my hand pathetically.
She raises her eyebrow.
"OK! Im up!" I say grabbing my carry on.
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We reach luggage pick up, and I grab my suitcases.
My dad hails a cab to take us to out house, that we already bought.
Apparently we live in a bigger house, not an apartment. I've noticed that it take really long to get there.
We are practically out of the city when the drivers says we're here.
I shake out of my thoughts, and hop out.
I effortlessly grab my luggage and waltz through the doors, just envisioning the door to unlock. I hear the click. I push it open and Immediately go upstairs to find my room.
The rooms are pretty big and I find one that is at the very end of the hallway. I peek into it and there's a built in window seat, a walk in closet, a huge bathroom and a balcony. I set my stuff on the bed and imagine it going into its proper spots. Done!
Now time for decorations! My favorite part.
On the first wall I imagine a hanging chair thing-er. and I put my bedspread as the Irish flag. I imagine bean bags in one corner with a fish tank coffee table in the middle. Then a loft that has spiral staircase up to it. I imagine colorful lights everywhere and a long carpet across the floor. And what I've always wanted was a fur wall from Wizards of Waverly Place, so I put that on one of my walls. I set up a huge flat screen TV in front of my bed. On the other walls I imagine light blue walls. I set my computer on my desk. On my last wall I envision a huge shelf for all my books, which I have a lot! The loft is for some of my artwork I've done, all of my suitcases are filled with it. Why keep clothes when I can just manifest them? As for my ceiling I make it a huge fish tank with my favorite fish, blue gills, man-rays, a sea turtle I named Danny (Dont ask I have a weird imagination...OK fine he is named after my favorite Youtuber ever, Dan Howell! We've actually met before and exchanged numbers soo were pretty tight.) And of course my most of all favorite sharks! I put in nurse sharks, tiny little ones, those bottom feeder sharks, and tiger sharks. I think my room is complete!
I take a look around some more. The loft consist of all of my art on the ground and a couch. I instantly get some of my paints out, and swipe my brush across the wall. I paint a replica of a starry night by Van Gogh on one wall. and on the opposite I take my spraypaint and start spraying the wall into a colorful portrait of my name. On the last wall I paint a big eye. I dunno why but eyes fasinate me. and in the extra space I draw several Jasmine flowers with the yellow in the middle. My dad always mentally send me those to keep up my confidence. They mean grace and elegance. Whatever. My dad always gives mother red tulips which means enternal love. I also imagine jasmines in a vase , I place them on my desk full of paints, brushes, spray cans, pastels, etc.
I come back down and look at my room once more.
"It looks great!" Dad says behind me.
"You think so?" I ask.
"I really do!" He says.
"Thanks! Wanna come see my paintings?" I asks excitedly.
"I'd love to, he says waltzing over to the loft.
