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Underneath that is the first season of one of my favorite television shows Full House. Or as I like to call it when I was young “the Michelle show". Then we move to my collection of Sex and the City movies and DVDs. Next to those we have a red box that I believe contains a wooden version of the game tic-tac-toe. Underneath that box we have began Chinese  checkers. I tried to play once a few weeks back with an old friend but I don’t think either of us quite grasped the rules. I know I sure didn’t.
            Underneath my TV is my combination DVD VCR player. I believe there is a DVD inside the DVD component but I can’t remember which. I haven’t watched a VH S tape in that thing in years. Next to that is various DVDs and movies that have not been put in their rightful place yet. Underneath my DVD VCR player is a another unit with drawers that open up. I think those drawers house makeup that I realize had. As well as, stationery that I haven’t even gotten into yet. I should send more letters via snail mail but it seems like I never have the time these days. Next to my entertainment center there are a few more blankets stacked up. The one that is most visible to me is a blanket that was made for me by a good friend in high school.
            My mom recently found that blanket for me a few weeks back, I couldn’t believe it I thought you either disappeared or got lost when I was going between houses. I could describe more things in my room but that might get boring to write about or for anyone who happens to read this post. So I will definitely stop soon.

            Because of recent events in my life I’ve taken to appreciate the things and people around me a lot more. I wouldn’t be anywhere without all of my family and friends. As well as, the wonderful and entertaining things that are in my room.

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