A room in my childhood

This is the room where I first tasted wine. This is the room where I grew up, learned how to use roller skates. This is the room where my family would come together in the evening.

The carpet is blue, and the windows take up all the walls. Turn right from the door, and there is a bathroom. The tile falls out into the main room, a path from the bathroom door to the room door. This is neutral territory, you don't play rough on the tiles. A couch sits back against the windows, and it is here that my family gathers to watch a movie or my brothers play video games. This is where I learned to play Duck Hunter and Mario. This is the base of all couch forts, the place where we beat on each other and cried. This is the room my brothers and I were exiled to during political dinners, where the maid and sometimes her son would sleep if it was too late to walk home. This is where the TV lived, along with the VCR and Nintendo. They sat on a hutch that also contained our entire movie collection. We had one lazy susan chair to go with the couch, and a lamp at either end of the couch. our maid would take our toys from this room, carelessly discarded in lieu of another adventure, and place the My Little Ponies or Legos back in the appropriate bedrooms.

Boardgames lived in the hutch, and I learned to hate Monopoly, but learned to love Sorry and Mousetrap. We would place Jenga on the tile, there being to table to play upon. Nathan would build elaborate wooden train sets. In our bedrooms we could shut the door to our sibling's faces, but this room everyone was welcomed. This is where we prepared our armory of water guns and balloons, where we painted ourselves like tigers and snakes. This is the room I grew up with my brothers.