Home is Where the Heart is

My Home is full of love, It shines like the sun above. I always love my house, When I say “I love you house”, I feel like I’m a little mouse. My house sometimes Yells and whispers, and sometimes the house weigh 100 pounds. In my house, there’s some food, and sometimes I chew. My house sometimes smell like a stinky toe, but I still love my house because it always glows! The meaning of home isn’t the paint, wood, brick, or the chairs in my home. It’s about how I grow, and my house was made some years ago! Home doesn't mean the paint and the material that used to build it, it's about how you grow, how you live, how the house protects you. Home is love because you and your family live inside of it, and it can protect you from dying, from a tornado, from fires, from rain. You grew inside of a home, there's love, love is powerful and it can save you from many other bad things. To me, home is not just a house, home is where I grew up and live with my loved ones, home could be a hope to someone, home could be a life to someone, home could be a large building but it's about love. Microsoft Sway: https://sway.office.com/4BCtKjl55JFEEqEZ?ref=Link