She was just 5 years old when her family moved to the new house. It was so much bigger than her family's old single wide trailer. The color was "pickinni blue" as her mother called it. Two houses in one, a duplex. Earlier, her father had explained that the income from the rental could help pay the mortgage as he was trying to calm her mother. Her mother had no idea that he had bought a house without her input, this was the first she had seen it, on moving day.
She heard her mother complain that the carpets need a good cleaning, as she walked through the large living room. The smell was a mix of clean sheets drying in the sun and musty moth balls. The room had shag pea green carpet against brown wood paneling, with a yellowish popcorn ceiling.
As she entered the kitchen, she thought to herself that her old trailer would be able to fit within this one room. There were dark brown cabinets with brilliant orange counter tops on three out of four walls. The linoleum floor was made of squares of brown and orange flowers linked together by yellow roads, she noted that a matchbox car could travel the whole length of the kitchen while zig-zaging in these yellow roads.
Behind the kitchen was a small bathroom and two bedrooms. The trailer had two bedrooms, one for her mother and father and one for her two younger sisters, she had been sleeping on the couch for the last few months since her youngest sister had arrived. "Looks like I will be sleeping on the couch here." She thought to herself. Her mother noticed the concern in her eyes and lovingly whispered, "There will be room for you on the new bunk beds."
Her parents room was also wall to wall shag pea green carpet with wood paneling, but her room was blue, cobalt blue. "They must have had boys.," her mother commented referring to the previous owners. She on the other hand, just thought it was the prettiest room ever, how could anyone not love this blue room. It was hers and she loved it.
