What layout do I want my room to be?

I don't know when I began to fantasize.

I hope my room is a garden where beautiful butterflies are singing beautiful songs. I look at colorful flowers and green trees every day and smell faint fragrance.

I hope my room is a plane. Looking down, you can see cars as big as ants, winding roads and ribbon-like rivers.

I also hope my room is a magic room, the walls are made of biscuits, the floor is made of chocolate, the windows are made of cakes and the bed is made of jelly. So I can taste it with my good friends.

"What do you think?" I don't know when my mother came to my side, so I smiled slightly. "sasha vujacic ..." There was a familiar sound of writing in the room again.