Each individual defines their own space for peace and comforting, and well mine happens to be a quite small, but cozy bedroom. This bedroom is one bedroom out of four in an apartment, my bedroom, the far left, connected with a bathroom. The space brings so much comfort to myself, whenever I’m stressed or down, thinking i want to give up, it brings me to my room at home. The letters hanging on the wall that are initials that are now red, used to be black, and hang above my bed, transport me back home in time when it is needed. After class the sturdy, chocolate brown desk steals my book bag, filled with homework and books, and sometimes makes me take a few breaks after out of frustration the pencil tip keeps breaking. The big white, comfy bed engulfs my troubles as I fade away into dreams. This cream room, we teal, sheer curtains, with a green picture frame and flowery pillows is my space. The space for peace and to wash all my worries away.