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Kim, my best friend, is the most amazing person I ever met. I can easily talk to her about anything, and she is really smart. One of my favorite things about her is she always helps me when I'm in trouble, but she also helps others to. Kim is a fun person to be with; when were together it's never a dull moment. We go everywhere together, but the one thing can't deal with is her sloppiness. She keeps her room a mess and everything is scattered. Honestly, I think her big walk-in closet is the worst; it looks like a tornado went through and made total chaos.

Chaos is the only word that can perfectly describe my friend's walk-in closet, her mom constantly buys her clothes. Which is why everything is so crowded like a cramped up suitcase, she has so many clothes that she ends losing her own stuff. Her father is a lawyer which her family can afford nice things, yet this is why she has a lot of designer clothing. In the back of the closet are all former and clubbing dresses. Some dresses are on the floor and others are hanging on more than one hanger. Even the colors are not organized it just looks like a colorful fruit salad mess. What's really sad is half of the clothes have still has price tags on it, on the other hand she has a long wooden shoe rack on the on the bottom right side. She has manly gym shoes and heels but everything is mixed matched. She can never keep with her shoes sometimes she would have one pair worn-out nickeys with a pair of heels cramped in one shelve. I remember this one incident when I tripped over her new black velvet shoes, Kim's closet is just a large booby traps.

Meanwhile on the right side are her everyday clothes, which look like mountains of clothes just hopelessly hanging on each other for dear life. I wouldn't be surprised if her young brother would get lost and never come back. One her top right shelves she use to have swimwear and purses, but now it's just random items that shouldn't be in a closet. On the top right corner underneath the pink tutu is an old tea party dishes in a box, which the corners leaves markings on the wall because of the items she keeps pushing back against. Her shelf goes around the closet it kind of reminds me of a junkyard just trail of junk that never ends. Sometimes I feel claustrophobic going in there, or wanting to have an asthma attack. Just so I can get away something so chock-full. I don't understand how someone can live in such clutter; she is literally trapped in her own mess.

I hope Kim can dig out of this dark hole she put herself into, so life can be easier for her. If she took the time to clean or let me help her. She can easily find everything. I guess for some people have to realize it on their own and face it. I just hope she changes her bad habits before she goes off to a college dorm.