Home

There's no place like home.A place to always come back to when you feel happy or down. I remember the first time we moved in town, a not too big and not too small beige two storey house and wonderful rooms filled with warmth. Siblings play, and sometimes fight but not for long because if it wasn't for home there would be no place to fight or no place to get along. “Supper's ready!” Mom calls, we rush to the table as we can smell the beautiful stew that mom cooked and we all sit together. It tastes amazing like nan used to make it, it was really delicious. After supper we were all filled up and what a great time to bring up some memories like “remember that time we went to the beach for a swim in the cool water with the sun beaming”, see these are memories and another memory another journey. And that time we went to the park and dad fell in the freezing pond trying to feed the ducks, that was really funny to us but not dad. In about fifteen years you will have a family of your own and with a child or two in a new home but at the end of the day all the precious memories stay with you and most importantly the love stays with you too.