MyLifeAsAFish

During the day, the basement is occupied by the rest of my family. Once the clock strikes late, however, it becomes my sanctuary. The basement consists of couches, a television, and a personal bathroom. While my bedroom is a small section, hidden by two bookshelves; potted artificial plants atop them, accompanied by a screen. The space feels insignificant in comparison to the rest of the basement, much like how I feel in the grander scheme of things. Upon entering my bedroom, my eyes scan every living inch of space. I look closely, magnifying each nook and cranny, checking for what little may have fallen out of place. Once I feel that things

During the day, the basement is occupied by the rest of my family. Once the clock strikes late, however, it becomes my sanctuary. The basement consists of couches, a television, and a personal bathroom. While my bedroom is a small section, hidden by two bookshelves; potted artificial plants atop them, accompanied by a screen. The space feels insignificant in comparison to the rest of the basement, much like how I feel in the grander scheme of things. Upon entering my bedroom, my eyes scan every living inch of space. I look closely, magnifying each nook and cranny, checking for what little may have fallen out of place. Once I feel that things