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i love my room at school. its the first room ive had since i moved out of gloucester thats felt like home. being here at school is the only thing in my life that hasnt changed in the past year. its nice having a constant. my room at woburn, even after i slightly unpacked, still has all of my belongings in boxes, nothing hanging on the wall, no pictures of my friends or my life, it doesnt have me in it at all. it has guest room. this room feels like me.