Essay on description of the most untidy place you know in English
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The sunlight peeps in to see the dancing dust as I open the creaky door to have a view of his scummy hideout. My eyes popped open along with my mouth as I saw his disgusting room full of mess. Cobwebs and spiders had created their kingdom in this poisonous jungle. Unwashed and dirty clothes full of oil stains lay on his bed moaning to get out of his noxious room. The cupboard's condition made me speechless, because it was entirely empty. Its drawers filled with his broken childhood toys, many of which were in bits and pieces. Most of them were rusted and in worse of their condition.
The dusty and rough walls seemed tidier than rest of the place. Spiders roamed all over the place as if they weren't scared of me at all. The hook which was supposed to have a childhood photo hanging on it had his pants and my lost towel over it. I opened the windows to let some fresh air inside the sweaty den where you were supposed to have water droplets pouring from your forehead. The flowers in the red clay pots had almost die and their scent was already taken over by a musky one. His books were scattered all over the floor and the study table had a few gadgets over it. I found my old badminton racket preserved under his feathery bed.
The floor was like his playground which had his skate-board and a pair of roller skated laying in a good condition on it. I also found his punctured lost football along with a broken framed photo in the corner of the den. It is surely because of his room that none of the maids agree to work at our place even for a higher pay. They leave immediately after watching his of stale pizza under his bed sheet. He had always been too generous to let the parasites have a stay with him inside his pleasant nook.
His computer acted like a hanger which had his stinky socks hanging on it. The computer might surely have caught cold. I could feel vibrations near my feet when I realized that his alarm clock had hidden under the red fur carpet I stood on. I couldn't believe that the mobile dad gifted him last year was still alive. His boom box had its wires come out but still it worked and his video games lay hidden behind the curtains as if it were playing hide and seek.
I would surely get mother to see this miserable condition of his special room which surely had my lost treasure hidden somewhere inside it. A pleasant heaven could be somewhere where everyone would want to live but I adore my brother for having the strength to live in this place of the demon for five long years without any infection!
The dusty and rough walls seemed tidier than rest of the place. Spiders roamed all over the place as if they weren't scared of me at all. The hook which was supposed to have a childhood photo hanging on it had his pants and my lost towel over it. I opened the windows to let some fresh air inside the sweaty den where you were supposed to have water droplets pouring from your forehead. The flowers in the red clay pots had almost die and their scent was already taken over by a musky one. His books were scattered all over the floor and the study table had a few gadgets over it. I found my old badminton racket preserved under his feathery bed.
The floor was like his playground which had his skate-board and a pair of roller skated laying in a good condition on it. I also found his punctured lost football along with a broken framed photo in the corner of the den. It is surely because of his room that none of the maids agree to work at our place even for a higher pay. They leave immediately after watching his of stale pizza under his bed sheet. He had always been too generous to let the parasites have a stay with him inside his pleasant nook.
His computer acted like a hanger which had his stinky socks hanging on it. The computer might surely have caught cold. I could feel vibrations near my feet when I realized that his alarm clock had hidden under the red fur carpet I stood on. I couldn't believe that the mobile dad gifted him last year was still alive. His boom box had its wires come out but still it worked and his video games lay hidden behind the curtains as if it were playing hide and seek.
I would surely get mother to see this miserable condition of his special room which surely had my lost treasure hidden somewhere inside it. A pleasant heaven could be somewhere where everyone would want to live but I adore my brother for having the strength to live in this place of the demon for five long years without any infection!
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