Mine. All mine! Muahaha!

Okay, three geographical features- that I belong to? Or that belong to me? Hmm... I'll pick the first one, it's more fun.

The first place I belong to is my room, and within that, specifically, my bed. It has bright orange cotton sheets on it that don't get washed very often because I get depressed seeing my bed without them. It also has a fluffy white throw blanket that probably doesn't belong on an actual bed, and currently, a large and poofy dark pink-white polka-dotted comforter. As for why I belong there? Let me think... It's fluffy. I belong to things which are fluffy.

The second place I belong to is the school park by my house. It is very green and lots of kids live- I mean- hang out there. Little kids, 'cause it's an elementary school. I love it muchly...

And the third place I belong to is on a very specific rock at a very specific campground from which I can see a mountain that looks like the top of it was cut off. Oh, yeah, and while I belong to that rock, the mountain I can see from it is MINE and someday I will have a little baby Simba and tell him that everything he can see from that rock is his. I'm going to build my palace on top of the flat-topped mountain when I become king of the world. Which will never happen because I am, in fact, a girl.