Home

When I was a kid, I was blinded by the fact that home is more than a building. Recently, I realized that home is also a place to relax, have fun and be comfortable. I have moved many times, been many places, but that is not my home. My home is having breakfast on weekends and end up eating at 1pm because we slept in. My home is playing soccer at night when I am locked in and nothing else is in my mind. My home is going outside in the summer and staying out late because I am having so much fun. My home is coming home from school and food is cooking in the oven. My home is all the memories I made with my family and my friends. That is my home.