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It was a nice read , you are very descriptive

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The a/c it's on. The air it's fresh. My butt, it's comfortable. The door is brown and the floor is white. The bed is comfy, it's next to the black chair and the brown desk. The sent of the air is calming. The floor doesn't taste very good, trust me. The area is very organized but is filled with school books. The closet isn't too big, but it's just right. Now shall end the description because I can't give many details of my house for security reasons.

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The doorway opened, giving me a glimpse of the long hallway. Upon entering I felt like being restored after a long absence. Like returning to my sanctuary. The floral scents of air freshener combined with the warm scent of brewing spices waft through the air. As I crossed the threshold, I saw the wide glass doors welcoming the bright sun’s light and splaying it across the floor and walls. It wasn’t like this before. But today, it felt light, inviting and became a place where I could take deep breaths and allow my thoughts to slow. My hands greet the calluses of the wall that are now sporting a shiny new coat of paint. They are cold to the touch stealing the heat from my warm fingers and cooling them. I looked around realizing that these walls, built with sturdy foundations would forever remain impenetrable for generations to come. My gaze lands on the couch and I’m reminded of how that couch isn’t just that anymore. It’s a kaleidoscope of memories carrying the muddled sound of laughter. The nostalgic feeling hits me all at once; sitting in my synapses for a minute and resetting my mood with an eagerness for the possibilities of the future.

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It nice how you described the place well but if you add some metaphors and similes it will be even better

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you wrote about an interesting part of the day and adding similes to it would make it even more interesting to read

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Its looks like there was a storm in here, yeeting all kinds of stuff around. This place makes me think of a room after a sleep over with 6 girls. It looks like someone picked up this room like a box and shook it, destroying the clothes and messing up everything. I hear the sounds of vehicles on the road. In here feels neither cold not warm. It feel like when u snuggle up inside a warm blanket during winter. I also here a child making noises of different emotions that all together sound like a annoying alarm waking you up in the morning after you've only had two hours of sleep

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I feel a mixture of cool breeze and heat from the sun. It is peaceful here, and the effort it takes to get here is worth it. Looking down at the whole world gives me a sense of power and a feeling of appreciation.
I can't really smell anything up here because before the smells reach me, they've been diluted by the wind. I'm actually happy about this because somehow, it's easier to breathe up here.
I hear birds chirping, my dogs arguing, and sometimes, my cat screaming for attention. I also hear people talking, and the crunch of sand and gravel and cars and people pass over it.
I taste zucchini and shrimp (part of what I had for lunch). The taste starts to slowly fade away, but I speed up the process by taking a gulp of water.
I see my cat, as usual, strolling toward the exit of the neighborhood. He got the nickname "chef du quartier" from the security guard because he walks around like he's not afraid of anyone. I also see my brother playing with his soccer ball and getting all sweaty, then I start preparing myself to force him to shower because he's just that stubborn sometimes.

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Is it your bathroom or bedroom? Your flow just changes all of a sudden. Hard to understand. Try to arrange it in a flow and make it more clear.

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I woke up in the morning at 7:23. The smell in the room was a very delightful smell I looked on my right then I see my breakfast waiting to enter my stomach. I was about to take my first bite then I heard my baby cousin cry and say “mama” I rushed toward my cousin without thinking and then I carried him. I go back to my breakfast and finally took my first bite. The taste of the sandwich was so good. Then after eating my breakfast, the satisfaction I had was impossible to describe

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1;) I can hear the sound of water falling on the  fountains . I can see  different colors of lights changing on the trees as they are swing from the left to the right. My basketball hoop is as tall as one of the trees in front of me. The flowers have different colors. I can see all the colors of the rainbow on then because of the led that changes colors as seconds passes. I can feel mosquitos on my skin as they are singing in my ears. The quite religious music passing by as my mom changes it. It is as fresh as It could be a 17° because of the outdoors AC .

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A long chair surrounded by plants and a view of the urban life in front of the concrete building. I can see and hear the birds chirping, the cars revving, and people talking from a small open space looking out of the building. I can feel the strong ocean breeze against my face from the nearby sea. And I can smell and taste the cooking of dishes in nearby restaurants. I am experiencing urban life from my home.

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A late Saturday morning as I wake up I hear complete silence except the dripping from my AC and it's air hitting on my face with a Set certain gentle . I can hear and smell my candle still burning as the smooth smell of lavender is released from the melting wax, the sound of the fire coming in contact with the wax and fighting to stay lit. As I turn to see the sunlight shining through my window and lighting up The room. On the floor the shadow The light is creating hitting under objects point. The shadows form so many different shapes. After a night  in my sheets they are so warm and toasty that it’s hard to get out of them. The sheets are covering my whole me and I feel so comfortable I could drown in them. As I turn again I say my closet gently cracked, As some clothes seem to fall out of it.

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Every teenagers sanctuary were they get privacy from their parents they sleep on their comfy beds. They have their work office were they do their homework play their games watch Netflix. They hangout with their friends. They get to decorate it with their own style. Its their own little world. You feel the breeze of your AC. I listen to he type of music I want. I see my posters on my wall. Its my style and who I am.

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Nudged in a corner of an intersection, the building I live in is surrounded by vegetation. There are all types of trees such as a Curry Leaf tree in the back, a Neem tree in the left side, a humungous Mango tree and several Holy Basil tress in the front. There are many other plants that I know of and don't that surround the whole place. Some  bear all fruits such as Guavas, mangos, custard apples, etc, some which I have planted and other which other people in the past have. As I enter the gate of the compound, I meet the mob of guards, and gardeners that stay at the entrance most of the time. After greeting them, as I make way up the stairs the weird scent of building hallways crawls its way up my nose. barely noticing the textured walls due to the used-to-ness I run up to the first floor I turn left and ring the door bell. Right after the ring of the bell I hear loud dog barks coming from my Someone opens the main door while I open the extra security door by putting my hand in and doing some acrobatics. As soon as I step foot a whoosh of air that carries the scent of most Indian homes comes gushing out.

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Beautiful space with big tv and a big computer screen. Flowery wallpapers and colorful paintings hanging on the walls. Baby’s toys and filled with stuff for education. The sounds of a baby crying, laughing, and playing.