Now the mobile home was bigger and it did have two rooms. The master bedroom my parents had then there was my room. I can't give you a square footage but I can describe it this way. I had a Captains Bed that was against the wall. The headboard for it was against the wall that had the one window in the room. There was enough room at the foot of the bed that I could swing my door in and not hit the foot of the bed but it was close. The little bit of room I had between the dresser and the bed was not much but I could open my accordion style door to my closet and pull the dresser drawers out enough to put things in and get things out. The Closet was small but I could hang a couple of Jackets some pants and dress shirts. There was a little bit of a divide so that I had a place to put my guitar and some spare boxed stuff. In that same area there was a little bit of a hole in the floor so you had to cover it over with some plywood to keep the draft from getting in.
The other thing I remeber about my room was a Poster that had a sleepy looking dog with the words, Conserve energy. It was to remind me to turn the light off when I left the room. Also the walls were a dark faux wood paneling. It wasn't much but it was home.