The Room of Champions I first notice the old, creaking, wooden door with a large glowing “Do Not Enter” sign and the shiny, reflective, white letters of stolen street signs from the hick town of Blenheim. I then see the bright, radiant, yellow strips of fire line tape and crime scene tape, that are taped to the door. After opening the door I see a large, queen sized bed in the middle of the room …showed first 75 words of 675 total…

…showed last 75 words of 675 total…you buy them. I can’t forget to examine the collection of student cards that I have been keeping since grade nine. After opening the balcony door, and the screen door I step on the balcony and see the old, rough pavement named Sheldrick Street. This room is usually clean except for today, and there when I need a place to sleep. Needless to say, I spend most of my time here, in my bedroom.