Home is where my story begins
Home is a place where you take your first step and may it be blessed with laughter and friends. Memories are kept in a place where we are happy and we care for each other. Home isn’t just an ordinary place, it’s where you are safe and cared for, loved and memories build up together and home keeps you safe. Now I’m going to tell you what I felt once I moved to this house. It just felt like an open space and it didn’t really feel like home but when I lived there for a week and when my parents started to fill our house with furniture, then it started to feel like home. I love my home and I will love it for ever and ever. Remember, home is not a type of house – it’s way different. Home is where you cry and where you laugh and where you get really exited too. We all should love, LOVE our home.