my room. a few years ago when my room was upstairs my place was in a second closet sort of room, it had a latch on the inside, and a light, and a sloping shelf you could sit on. that is where I went when I was upset, nobody could disturb me. outside of my house, my best friend and I share a place, a group of large boulders a few miles away, we walk or bike to it, nothing but feilds with a winding bike path around, and the rocks overlook the creek.