My Querencia; final

  Having 2 sisters and a house full of pets can be somewhat chaotic at times.  There are some days where I feel like I am the luckiest girl alive to have such a wonderful family.. On other days however, there are times where I can't handle the arguing or the barking of my dogs.  Sometimes,I find myself having a bad day, whether its from being stressed about school or nervous for a game.  On those days,  I end up just closing my door, and laying on my bed.
  Shutting my bedroom door is like blocking out all of the distractions and problems in my life.  When I am upset, or having a bad day, I lie on my bed and look at the stars..  And not the stars in the sky.  When I was younger, my mom hung up these plastic glow in the dark stars on the ceiling of my room.  I use to think it was silly, and I thought that I was getting too old for them.  Little did I know that those stars were going to be the things that got me through life. 
    One night when I was 8 years old,  I remember kissing my cat, Kitcat, goodnight. I went to my room, and snuggled into my blanket.  I woke up suddenly after hearing my mom shout my name.  I flung the blanket off of me and ran out of the room to find out what had happened.  Looking around, I saw Kelci crying and Kitcat meowing in a box..  Why is Kitcat in a box?  My eyes squinted in confusion as I saw my mom grab her keys.  It was almost 10, where would she be going?  She told me in a gentle voice that she was giving MY cat away because she bit Kelci.  Hearing this felt like my heart had just shattered into a million pieces.  I couldn't believe this was happening, nor could I bare to say goodbye to Kitcat.  Instead, I ran upstairs to the one place I felt safe...my room.  Tears were streaming down face as I tried to breathe..  Closing the door, I blocked out all the troubles and problems in my life. I threw myself down on the bed and stared up at the stars on my ceiling.  Lying on my bed, listening to the whispers of the wind, I began to calm down.  Hugging my pillow, I sighed feeling comfort in my "safe" place.
   Whenever I am feeling down or upset, I always go up to my room to calm down. From looking at the old baby pictures hanging on my wall to staring at the stars on my ceiling, my room has always been my safe haven. It is a place where no one can judge me and I can sit alone to relax.  The one place I go to,to relax and get away from people is my room.