The special place that I call home

I turn the key to open the door to you. It's just four brick walls and a shingled roof but to me it is so much more. It is where my Wonderful life started. It is where I first had fun! It's comforting, and it feels like I am loved and appreciated. I learned how to ride a bike here. The first time I tried riding a bike,I fell and scraped my leg. My Mom got me a band-aid and got me an ice pack. Everyone in my family helped me. It's where I can be myself and not someone else. It is where I made my first best friend I ever had. I have learned to get up when I have fallen down. Memories that are good and bad were in the place I call home. Every time I open that door I feel all of this. I think that everyone should have the same feeling that I do. When they open their door to their home. I hope that they feel the same way I do.