A New Home

I jumped out of the car, and ran to the house. It was small, but big enough for three. I ran into the hallway, passed the living room. Into the kitchen but I was not done. I ran up the stairs, to see the bedrooms and then stopped. I listened, hoping to hear something. All I heard was silence. There was no cat screeching, no playful laughter of fun, no family talking and joking around. And that’s when I realised. There was nothing there because it was a house, not a home. I realized that there was no heart in this house so I was determined to make one. After a while, I got a cat, some friends and family. We joked around and had fun laughing and playing. And then one night, I looked up at the stars and listened. That night instead of silence I heard laughter joy and fun. That was my goal, so I could go to sleep at last. And I drifted off into a pleasant sleep.