Scintilla Day Four

Talk about your childhood bedroom. Did you share? Slam the door? Let
  someone in you shouldn’t have? Where did you hide things?

I had a few childhood bedrooms. The first real bedroom I had I shared with at least one of my sisters. It was either my sister Rachael or my sister Sasha, both of them older than I. I remember getting moved between the two a lot. It seemed like every week I’d be in a different room of the house. with Sasha I would be in a bunk-bed, and with Rachael I would be in a twin bed. Then when we had to move from Houston to Austin, I ended up sharing a bedroom with my brother who was five years older than I, (he was ten and I was five) when we had to live in our Grandmothers house. I am going to tell you right now that sharing a bedroom with my brother was disastrous. I shared a bedroom with him twice. Once in my Grandmothers house and another time in an apartment.

The room I have now I do not share with anyone because when my mother designed the house she made sure everyone had their own bedroom. With this bedroom I have slammed the door a few times but I don’t do it very much at all.
I don’t hide things in my bedroom because I don’t have anything in there that I would need to hide.

 

In things besides Scintilla…. I have made a work out schedule and have completed the first round.

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One thought on “Scintilla Day Four

  1. I am going to tell you right now that sharing a bedroom with my brother was disastrous.

    I had to do this once myself. It was also disastrous. Hmmmm.

    I am way more interested in the fact that you don’t need to hide things! I thought that went hand in hand with brothers. (At least it did in my house.)

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