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My room is very messy and and now there is my homework from weeks ago scattered all over my floor. now my floor looks almost all white from all the papers on the floor. but the worst part of my room was the smell. it smelt like school lunch.

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I have spent way too much time of other thing rather than organization and my bedroom is beginning to look like a junkyard. There is a layer of dirty, old cloths that smelly disgusting. The stench just keeps getting worse and worse every day, there was papers and homework all over the floor and stains all up the walls. i just need to take a day to clean out the whole pigsty full of nasty old food and worn cloths. Sometimes i just like to shove the stench-filled cloths into the useless closet that would stay untouched if i didn't use it for a hiding place for the disgusting clothes that have smelled like body odor for the past two years after i started soccer.

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It was finally the day, the day my mom made me clean my desk. I thought to myself, "This shouldn't be too bad." But right when I walked in my room, I could tell, this is going to be a long day. I started off cleaning the bottom, there was sticky and slimy bubble gum stuck all around the corners. I tried to pull them off but it was like it was glued to the bottom. Once I finished,my whole room held the smell of moldy bubblegum. Soon after, I started with the top of the desk. I couldn't quite figure out what this brown oddly shaped figure was, so I took out the sponge and began to scrub. The unknown substance was actually hot chocolate that spilled 3 Christmas's ago. I needed to stop there and call it a day after I saw

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As I walk into my room, the raised smell slaps me in the face. I look over and see my hamper is overflowing with dirty week old clothes. Then I look over and see that my trash can is overflowing with candy wrappers, water bottles, dirty paper plates, and lots of dirty tissues from when I was sick but its sad cause I cant remember the last time I was sick. Then, my door opens so fast the I can hear the air whistle. My mom walks in and yells "CAITLIN ROSE VENANCE CURRAN CLEAN YOUR ROOM THIS INSTANT." It takes me hours that turn into days then weeks and months. And finally my room is clean. (kind of)

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My room is a mess. I walk in my room and see nothing but dirty clothes everywhere. I can't even see the floors. My eyes water from the sour smell of the food splattered up the walls, the walls that had used to be white. As I look around, I notice my fish's tank and it has never looked so green.

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My desk is gross. My desk has papers everywhere. The pencil written graffiti leaves a mark on my hand as a write. The smell of 3 week old gum stuck on the desk makes me gag. Rusty cans of soup are piled up from my late night assignments when i got hungry. The keyboard is covered in my cats hair making it unable to type. The light from the window beams through the window making the dust clouds visible. As I sit down to start working, I hear the creak of the wobbly desk as it shakes back and fourth while i write.

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My room is a mess, when you walk in you have a small chance of stepping on a thumb tack. If you continue maybe you can be one of the few that hits the DVD holder agents the wall. You will have to be careful though if you go to the left side of your bed you might trip on the cords that powers all of my electronics. Sometimes, if you get lucky you can pick up the spilled trash can that i haven't bothered to pick up. I am constantly told to clean my room, so i pick the trash can up and throw everything to the side. It makes it look cleaner but we both know its not cleaner. If you would like to take something you can, I probable wont find out endless it cost more then two hundred dollars. Their is an old computer that hasn't worked for the longest time. Apparently dust is not good for you and I've waited a year for my mom to clean the two inch's of dust off of my fan, but no luck

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My desk is a mess it has papers scatered every where there is a sticky substace on the floor not only that there's cat hair scatered everywhere

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you can see the tiny beams of light coming through the stinky trash piled up to the top of the dirty window sill my room was white before this stinky mess happend  and now the walls are black and dripping with nasty black looking tar that feels like a solid but it is not a solid  

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you can see the tiny beams of light coming through the stinky trash piled up to the top of the dirty window sill my room was white before this stinky mess happend  and now the walls are black and dripping with nasty black looking tar that feels like a solid but it is not a solid  

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My room is a mess it is full of dirty clothes and old fishing baits.  But the worst part is that it has a moldy ice cream cup spilled on my floor.  But when im in trouble i go up stairs into my room and it reeks like rotting  fish. Then my mom yells at me to clean it up so i shove it under my bed but she always finds were i put it all.

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As i walked into the small confined room, the cold hard floor sends a chill through my body the instant my foot hits the floor and the smell of dirty cloths takes over and invites itself to my nose. I walked carefully and slowly not to step on any of the artifacts hidden under the piles of cloths and trash. I looked around to see my sisters shoes scattered across the small room as I heard the sounds of small mice in the walls and shivered at the thought. I put my hand on my desk just to lift it away from the sticky substance that now owned my hand.

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My room smells of rancid socks and looks of mold but worst of all is the dark corner that is moist and could be possibly full of putrid fungus not to mention the hard floor of old, stiff shirts because  my room is an ocean of filth .

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I walked into my room and everything was out of order. It smelled like dirty clothes. My bed was mangled and destroyed from the night before from moving and kicking all the sheets and blankets on the floor. The sight was horrendous to look at. The room felt like a dumpster that was over the top of the bin, spilling its contents all over the ground. I heard my dad saying "clean your room or no Xbox!!!" so I cleaned it as much as I could, but failed. My mouth tasted like vomit from the terrible fate that I would face if I don't clean my room, even though it smelled bad

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I woke up to a load scream. My mom was yelling at me to clean my room. The sound made  my ears hurt. You can see there was big piles of clothes everywhere and that the smell of stinky socks filled the room.And then I cleaned my room.

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My very large and dark room with the shades not pulled is incredibly messy and dirty with the horrible stench of dirty and messy clothing pilled up to my knees, i try to move but i realize... i'm stuck. I can feel the dirty and sweaty clothing move around me as i try to move but i start to cry as i know... i was doomed. As i felt the tears running down my pale face i felt my feet start to move and soon enough i got to my bed. I felt a jolt of relief until, i realized... i'm now stuck in my room until i feel like doing that again and possibly dying of starvation. I never went into my room that much anymore from that day on. Whenever my mom went up, i would hear faint screams as she tried to get out.

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I saw wrappers all over the blue shining floor. The walls were covered in some green sticky mess. It smelt like Garlic and Onions were spread out across the old creaking room. I looked under the purple and tannish orange blankets, there was an old PB and J sandwich sitting there in a plastic bag from 2 weeks ago. I went down to grab my blanked and i got stabbed with an old dorito.

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As I walk in my room, the smell of wet paint stings my nose. The painter's plastic on the carpet crinkles under my foot. I dodge old furniture cramping the small space as I walk towards my bed. I flop down and grab my book off the dusty shelves as my cat jumps up to join me. Why couldn't I've gotten my sister's beautiful room?

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My room is a mess because I throw things around.
I play with my toys and don't pick them up and it becomes a mess. All of my clothes, shoes,blankets and my bed is not mad plus it smells really bad because of my dirty clothes on the floor.

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One rainy July day I walked in my room and I couldn't even see the floor because of the gross junk, trash, cloths,  dust and a whole bunch of other gross junk. And worst of all the stench that filled my noes. Also I could barley even find my bed, but a few moments later I saw a big mound in my room that I thought was my bed I jumped on it and very quickly it looked liked I belly flopped on the floor, false alarm I said that was not my bed it was just a pile of cloths, trash and blankets. I think I walked out of my room with a broken arm it hurt so bad.

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I walked into my room to see clothes and trash littering the dusty floor. There were piles of toys and dirty clothes on my bed, making it hard to see and I could smell the putrid fums coming from the corner of the room.

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My desk is messy due to the wads of gum under the top. The mess of discarded papers  in the desk. The unlabeled folders and broken head sets did not make it better.Sticky unreported Gatorade spills litter the steel bottom.  The pungent smell of the desk was almost to much to handle.

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I walked into my room were i saw clothes and trash all over the dusty floors and my bed unmade with blankets all over the floor. I smell old pizza on my table from the night before.