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Bangkok is a chaotic and peaceful place and it is the place that shaped me. In Bangkok, it is a busy ant nest in which all ants have a lot of work to do, and almost all of them are burned brown because of the hellish sunlight. The traffic here is truly terrible because everything is at a standstill like waiting for the ice mountain to completely melt, which is caused by the pattern of the city. The city plans were designed by an immature child like placing toys on the sand box and made it to be a scariest maze. However, I feel this chaos is one part of me and I feel myself the most. I’m alive and peaceful like a euphoric newborn baby in this turbulent environment. Maybe this isn’t the best place for someone but it’s the perfect place for me.
My lovely house is in Bangkok. In front of my house, it has a big iron gate and it is literally heavy like moving a huge rock. Before entering, you can see my grandma's adorable little garden through the gaps of the gate. There are so many gorgeous flowers and everyone loves it, especially my passionate grandma. After entering, it has two houses in one tile fence, one house on the right side has three floors and another one on the left side which I have lived in has only two floors, and it has an area of approximately two hundred square meters. They both have a mind green colour like a baby glass and many windows. It is decorated in the old Chinese vibe with wooden doors, antique stuff and some colourful paintings. This is a wonderful and ideal place like the utopia for me and my family.
My big family is a half Thai-Chinese family. In the whole family, we have fourteen members with one grandma, six parents and seven children. My grandma is like the respectful captain who always leads the ship with its poor sailors in the right direction. The captain has four brilliant children. The oldest child, my father, and the second oldest child are professional bird breeders. They care for and breed a variety of rare birds and take them to the contest. The third child, the only girl, is a skillful seller. She can pick up anything on the sea and sell it at a satisfying price. The youngest child is a fish breeder who has excellent knowledge about all fishes in the sea, but unfortunately he is the only child who doesn't have a spouse. Everyone always helps and nices with each other and also all sailors on the ship, but there is one crew member I’m closest with, my sister.
The most important person of fourteen members in my family is my older sister. She is an appreciative saint and hilarious clown at the same time. My sister is two years older than me, and she always takes care of me like the hen protects its admired eggs. She has a chubby panda body without fur, and her height is around three regular monkeys standing on top of each other. Actually, she has normal black long hair but she has changed it to a pretty blonde colour like the colour of the Golden retriever. Everyone told us, her face is absolutely a copy of me in the women's version. She has grown up with me and we have gone through numerous stuff. When I’m happy, sad, confused or any feelings, she always will be my comfortable couch which is ready to let me lay down, listen to me and assist. Therefore, that truly makes me always love and trust my graceful sister.
When I was just a kid, I was pressured by my hopeful family to be someone that had intelligent and perfect skills. My wishful parents only sent me to the honour schools and countless extra schools. That truly made me have amazing knowledge but it was traded with my happiness. I didn’t have any time to do what I really want to do like playing guitar, hanging out with friends and even watching a movie to the end. Once, I thought my big house was an awful jail which controlled and stressed me like a prisoner, and a kind guard, my sister, was the only one person who listened to my pain and suffering. I was released from this bitter place when I passed the exam and got into the university by myself. After that, my life was much better because I could do anything I wanted to do and I could be anyone I wanted to be. Honestly, I was never mad or angry about what my family had done to me, maybe because deep in my deepest heart I know how good they are to me. All of these things made and molded me into who I am now, and I’m literally satisfied and proud to call this place is my home.
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