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About this sample
About this sample
Words: 612 |
Page: 1|
4 min read
Published: Apr 8, 2022
Words: 612|Page: 1|4 min read
Published: Apr 8, 2022
Homes are places where people can go to for warmth, memories and comfort, Kajang is where my childhood home stands. My home in Kajang resides or stands in my childhood. For me and my family, the home is full of comfort. My home exterior is in beige colour, there’s a garage attached to two houses. The house is also surrounded by trees, bushes and other vegetation this is because of my grandmother love plants. The front living room window has a large bay window, when the curtains are open, the sunshine can come into the house easily. The large window of the bay allows me to see all of our neighborhood and passing residents as they are out for their daily walk, when I was young, counting the residents that walk by my house also a game for me and my sibling to play.
I remembered my favorite place – my room, where I spent many hours in My room was the only room that was painted light grey in the house and would always have a strong mothball smell once you entered. People may think at the first glance that it was just another spare room, but this space was unique to me. I spent so much time in my room when I was a kid that I knew where all the secret places were. They’ve been so well concealed that my family isn’t conscious of them to this. If anyone looked closely at the wall in several places of the room, they would see pencil writing with texts for someone trying to read them.
I remember back when I’m coming home exhausted in the evenings, I’m lying on my comfy bed, feeling the cool breeze that coming through from my window. Outside my window, I could also hear my dog sweeping around in the thick bushes looking for bone that he had hidden.
I remembered throughout of my childhood, the backyard remained just about the same in my memories. There were always have some birds build nest outside my window and a lawn that was more dead than alive. Thought the same window ,at night, my friends will come over and overnight in my house and we would just sit outside on a big cushioned swing and have some talk till dawn and secretly drink beer while my family was asleep.
I remember the storage that under the stairs, it was the perfect place for a clubhouse and hide-and-seek. My sibling and I also will took blanket and pillow to the storage and build our small ‘castle’ pretend it’s our house and start a pillow war. Outside the storage, it is our kitchen and every noon my grandmother will prepare some warm milo and biscuit for us.
Childhood is a time when life is simple and easy because there is no challenge and it is also a part of human that helps people to enjoy their really own lives. This is the time you don’t have to think about your future. Therefore, life always surprises the child with new things, like a kid enjoys playing in the rain or in the dirt, a great experience is his first visit to the seaside. He is not allowed to do what he wishes, he is told not to do something or be disciplined. This is what we called childhood. The place I grew up would be forever in my heart. They left a lot of great memories in my life and brought happiness to my childhood. I always wished sometimes to be able to turn back in time and be a child again, but it’s unlikely. At least in my life I still have a nice memory.
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