Now and Then

My perfect place is my bedroom, as I have become older a lot of different objects have been added to it.

It was a dark gloomy day. I had just came back from nursery, I couldn’t wait to play with my toys. I was so happy to be home, and was filled with excitement. I raced up to my room with the sweet smell from my mum’s sweet potatoes flowing around the house. I was running so fast that I buckled and fell to the floor. I grabbed on to the black banister and picked myself up. I finally got to my room, now I could hear the wind blowing and the trees rustling outside the open window, my room was filled with cold icy air. I didn’t mind because I had so many toys with all different colours on them, blue, green, red, purple, it was like a rainbow I couldn’t feel the cold.

Underneath my bed I found my Thomas the tank engine train set and hidden inside it like a treasure chest there was a small Thomas the tank engine chocolate egg. I used to tell Thomas the tank engine everything as if he was real. We would go on all sorts of missions and quests like the mission where I was getting from one side of my room to the other without falling in the hot melting lava. Up, down, left, right climbing on anything I could, but as I came to the end of my journey the evil Winnie the Poo bear blocked the train track with Lego bricks and socks. This was the only worry I had back then, but I still managed to evade the devilish bear and complete the mission to move onto the next level.

Now when I enter my room all I see is gadgets, of all types, shapes, and sizes. That not including the football furniture, trophies and posters, not a single toy in sight. There is no evidence of the days when I had so much fun in my room, but now my room bores me and drains the life out of me, I feel more like a zombie than the hero I used to be. It was a Monday night and I had just got home from school and I could smell the pizza my mum has promised me she would cook. 5 minutes later I has arrived in my bedroom. I swung open my closet door looking for a spot to put my blazer in. I look In and see I still have some of my baby cloths hidden away, like my Batman costume I wore for Halloween when I was 4. It’s a shame now that I have grown up and they have been replaced by dull school uniforms. I don’t think I can ever wear a batman costume again, without the feeling of embarrassment, I could feel the soft stretchy fabric in the palm of my hands, just feeling it reminds me of the amount of fun I had when I was younger, and those were the good old days.

Finally dinner was ready. My taste buds are tingling with excitement because I was so hungry. My heart stopped for a second, just as I was about to take a bite out of the mouth-watering pizza, I dropped bbq sauce dropped on my carpet. I hurried downstairs to get the sponge before it settled, if my mum saw it she would ring my neck! I had quickly cleaned up the stain and stuffed my face, the cheese was running down my mouth like a waterfall.  Later on I found myself back in my room battling through the long, boring, stressful homework until I had enough. Finally, the time I had been waiting for, it was time for me to play some Xbox. The futuristic sound that the Xbox makes when I turn it on gives me a soothing, excited feeling. Once I turn on my Xbox my mind goes blank and I float into my own world of games. When did I get so old? Where did all my toys go? I remember the other day when I picked up my Woody the wood pecker doll. I used to think it as worth the world but now looking at it, it’s worth nothing but a place in the bin. I remember the days when I could come home and just play but now I have to complete all sorts of homework’s and coursework’s. All these years have passed by and I wonder to myself, when did I get this? What used to be here? Even now I still wonder where my toys have vanished to. My bedroom expresses who I am and there is nothing like it.