I believe sharing is caring; it is a way to show others that we care for them and it also helps in making the bond between two people stronger. Here, I would like to talk about my experience sharing a room with my sister that is etched in my memories.
In my childhood, I often had to move schools because of my father’s work transfers. Almost every three years, we were in a new home, and one time when I was in 9th grade, we had to move into a smaller house, which I absolutely dreaded because I had to share a room with my sister.
I only recently got to have a nicely decorated room in our previous home at the time, and having to move again and having to share a room with my sister was news to me. The new home had only 2 rooms; so, my parents decided to get us bunk beds and have us share the room. Anyway, we shared it for an entire year before we shifted to another house in the same area where my sister and I got separate rooms.
Initially, I was dismayed when I heard that we had to move and also had to share a room with my sister. We had no choice, but because I was a teen at the time, I didn’t like it very much. I wanted to have some privacy and a room just for myself, but later, when we shared the room for a year, we had gotten quite closer. We had a lot of fun and our bond became stronger as we started to share clothes and other things as well.
Vocabulary:
- Etched - engraved
- Dread - anticipate with great apprehension
- Dismayed - concern caused by something unexpected.