Aiden

Grade 6

Fredericton
New Brunswick

There’s No Place Like Home

There’s No Place Like Home
I trudged home after spending the afternoon at my best friend, Camden’s house and see my mom pulling into the driveway.
“Hi, Aiden!” She calls.
“Hey, Mom.” I say as I walk into the driveway.
“How was your day?” She asked.
“It was okay.” I mumbled.
“Your sister is at her friend’s house.” Mom informs me.
“Yay, house to ourselves.” I say. I unlock the door and enter my home.
My cat brushes himself against my legs leaving a bunch of hair all over them. “Come on, Henry!” I laugh. I take my backpack of and hurry upstairs. I leap into my bed and turn my XBox on and select YouTube. When I check out the most popular videos one of them is a documentary about homeless people. I watch it and think it’s sad that some people are homeless.
“Aiden! Supper’s ready!” My mom shouts.
“Coming!” I holler back. I tell her about the documentary and how I think it’s sad. “Well it happens all over the world.” She said. I thought and thought that night and talked with my friends about it.
“I think about it sometimes too.” One of them said.
“Me too,” said another. “But it still happens.” I tossed and turned that night thinking of the sad, lonely children…
“AIDEN,WAKE UP!!!” I wake with a start and see my sister shaking me.
“Ava! Stop shaking me!”
Home is a place where I feel safe. Unless Ava is jumping on top of me.
“I’m so happy to see you!” She says enthusiastically. As I wake up, I realize how lucky I am. I have not just one, but 2 homes. One in Alberta with my dad, stepmom and baby sister, Charlotte, and one here in New Brunswick with my mom and sister, Ava. I have double the homes and lots of love.
Home is a place where I can escape from the stressful days at school. Where I can do what I want to (with my mom’s permission of course) and play games with my dad and my friends. Where I can relax and read my book for as long as I want. My home is where I make memories with my family and friends, celebrate holidays and love and be loved. My family is always there to support me whether they are half a country away or right here with me.
Home is where I can express myself without worrying about what other people will think. I am grateful that home is a place where I can laugh and cry not be shy. As the saying goes “home is where the heart is”.