Home

Home is where the heart and my heart is here. Home might be a fight or a joke with everyone laughing .Maybe it’s a good smell in the kitchen with a TV noise that is playing but no one is watching .Home might be loud but in my bed room its quiet .In there I might be reading or playing with my wrestling figures while looking at my posters . I have fun outside with my siblings or inside with my friend . Weather its watching with my dad or cooking with my mom . Home could be in a house or under a bridge where ever. I feel like everyone should have something like a proper place to live and love