Saturday January 25, 2025 | Describe your childhood bedroom

The only childhood room I truly remember was the house on Broadmoor Street.  First off, I had two built in beds in my room. My grandmother came stay with us and she slept in the other bed in my room.  Then I had a little wooden rocking chair.  I had a walk in closet but I really didn't care for it.  It was too dark and scary.  I know I had a light but judging from the height that I was, I couldn't really reach it back then.  I had a window in my room.  The curtains were some kind of sesame street character on it--bert and ernie I think.  There was one time that I became so frightened of the dark that I had to go across the hall to the other end of the house to sleep in my sister's room.  It was still pitch black in there.  It scared the shit out of me.  I even had a little red teddy bear in a wooden rocking chair to protect me.  That is what I thought that rocking chair and that red teddy bear was for was to protect me.  I don't remember anything else but that wooden rocking chair and the red teddy bear.  I loved that thing!  I carried it every where that I went.