I know that it's silly but I really loved the house I grew up in. I have to say that if I chose a place where I felt the safest in the world it would have to be my bedroom. It was the perfect shade of pale green that went perfectly with my white (with hints of green) bedroom set. My antique couch matched perfectly (it is a victorianesque couch-that may be vaugely familair from op, meeshells, and my old apt.). I loved my huge walk in closet where I would sometimes hide or pray in. (yeah I took prayer closet literally). I knew where every creek of the floor was. I'm going to miss decorating the christmas tree in the front window. I'm going to miss the little things.
maybe I'm just too sappy.
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