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Self-reflection Room: Things you like or Things you hate
Picture yourself in a four cornered room with a single window that has enough space for a single bed, a cabinet, a couch, and a table. It is either in all black or in all white. Now tell me how will you fill up that room; What kind of things will you hide in there? What kind of emotions were you feeling while thinking about the things you wanted to do inside the room? What kind of room will it be? What kind of view will you see beyond the window? And if you were given a choice to either stay inside that room forever and to never get out or to leave that room you worked hard to fill it in with the things the way you want, and never go back inside again. What will you choose? Write in a way that is comfortable to you, It could be a negative or a positive thought. This could be a reflection to the things you like or maybe to the things you hate.
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Quarantine

She used to lay in that spare bedroom, wondering what it would be like if it were hers. She had shared a room with her little sister, which worked out when she was 9 and her sister was 3. But she is in High School now. She and her sister fought because she liked things clean and her sister didn't. After watching the movie Tangled she wondered what it would be like, to be stuck in this room. she thought of all the things she could do with this room. Now she knew, and it SUCKED.

As an active person, she couldn't go anywhere, and as an extrovert, she couldn't talk to people. She sat and did her schoolwork, paced her room, watched a show, read a book, and did all sorts of things to keep her occupied. She even tried a puzzle, which she wasn't really into. She had everything she needed. A desk to work on, a nice bed, books to read, music to play, and art to do. But without people to do them with, there seemed to be no point. She missed people. But what she missed most of all was when she was unable to see her basketball team play their first game. She wasn't the player, she was the coach and had really grown to care for the kids she worked with week to week. She had to miss the whole day, all the volunteer work. She was stuck and though she tried to fight it, even though there was no one there to see, tears ran down her face.