I open my eyes and rubthe cobwebs out of my eyes. I bolt upright and stare with a perfect ‘O’in suprise. My room is completely diffrent, in fact it isn’t my room. It has crystal white walls, pale wispy lilac curtains, pristine white carpet. Maple furniture, tapestrys on the walls, a roaring fire. Everything screams expensive and if my parents somehow was able to become rich in one night, order all this furniture, knock out walls and put in gigantic windows and paint. I look down and see that I have a new coverlet matching the sheets and pillows. The only thing they neglected to put in is a clock