Home vs House

Home is where I think of all the memories that I have made with my family. When I get home from school, I see my living room where my fort was. In the kitchen, I can smell and taste all the yummy food my mom makes, especially for my dad, my sister, and me. Also, when I go into the loft area, I remember all the times mom and dad argued over who would win Monopoly at the beginning of the game. In short, that is why I love my home. When I go to my friend's house it may be their home, but to me it's a house. At their house, I feel less welcomed and loved because I don't have many memories there. A house is more like a building with four walls and a roof that can keep you safe. Also, when I go to my friend's house I may not know where everything is. In conclusion, a house can keep you safe but a home has all your memories,