Chapter 2

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My house is almost like the New York pent houses but just that mine was gotten at a cheaper price because the couples living there before had gone broke and could not afford to pay for it anymore... The floor of the living room is paved with mahogany colored bricks and the walls are painted sky glue. It also has a marble fire place that can be lit automatically. The white sofas line up the wall in a circular manner. I had a few throw pillows scattered around. I am not a neat freak but I do like keeping things neat. A nice dark circular wooden coffee table stands right in the middle. The sofa opposite it has a stack of magazines from Dior to Wall street journal. I read wide. 

The kitchen is quite large and I love it because it gives me space to move around more quickly as I am a professional cook. The tile is handmade terracotta from a village in Austria. The cabinets are made out of pure polished oak wood. Whenever the sun is out, they tend to glimmer making them seem almost magical. Right below them is the counter top which is made out of granite and the sink, stainless steel. On the left hangs my spice rack. From thyme to sumac to dried avocado leaves-I had to get them in Spain. It is said that the best of the best are sold on their local market. And then there is a six set gas cooker beside it. Its outer coat is made from granite. The walls of the kitchen are sparkly white. They tend to shimmer whenever I turn the fluorescent lights on reminding me of the dress Cinderella wore to the ball. There is no harm in making your kitchen stylish is there? 

My favorite room of all the spectacular rooms in this house is my room. It is the most soothing, calming and relaxing room ever. I am able to recollect my thoughts whenever I come in. The door leading to it is made out of solid dark wood with its own code. It also has a peep hole allowing me to see who wants to come in, although no one ever does. On the wall facing the street is a huge glass window made out of mirror glass. It allows me hang out by it soaking up the beautiful sun without people spying on me. Sometimes I just stand by it watching the people and cars go by. When it rains, I listen and watch the rain droplets hit the window and runs down like rivulets. During winter, I watch the snowflakes land on the glass. As I touch the spot where it landed, I feel a tiny delicious shiver run up my spin. I get to also enjoy the beautiful scenery without having to be in the chill cold. 

On the side adjacent to the door is my closet split up into six sections. The first section is set with a bunch of hangers holding my hoodies. The second section holds all my work jackets. The third section is all drawers with neatly folded shirts. The forth section split into four compartments. The first is where I store my high heeled shoes from Prada to Gucci. The second contains all my sneakers from Nike to Puma. The third is where all my wedge shoes are. The fourth contains all the things you will ever need at the beach. Now the fifth section is where all my cook outfits are. The sixth section which is the last is where I keep all my accessories. Opposite it is my king sized bed. 

Fitted into the wall is a 3D flat screen with subwoofers hooked up to it. Just below the TV is a DVD player and a DVR player hooked up to the TV. Surrounding the TV are comfy sofas and squashy bean bags. Having such a cool house and an amazing room would make you think I bring in tones of friends and throw weekly parties but no. My parents bought the place for me as a gift after my first cook book became the best selling cook book last year. They pay for everything. My parents are the co chairmen of the Paris Club but them being so wealthy does not mean I rely on them like a spoilt brat. I like doing my things without their help or their money.

That sounds like my dreamm house TT
-Leahbae77

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