The Meaning of Home

I finally got my own house, well not really but Ill get to that later. So it's my new house, and I turned the key for my new house, hoping the interiors at least justify the house cause the exterior is really busted in my opinion, but thatś just in my opinion. I opened the door and air filled the place. It felt really nice but I feel a little anxious and excited because I will make my house a home. I moved out of my parents house just to start college. I finally got the approval after 3 years. My house smelled like well, no particular smell but let me tell you I'll complain about the cobwebs and dust I'll have to clean up. I bought it from an untidy friend of mine. He'll just let the dust build up. After a lot of coughing, I finally cleaned this dirty house. The floor boards are creaky but Ill renovate it later because I'll have to earn some money to repair it. I touched the walls to make sure no rats are in the wall and if it's not hollow at all. There's three rooms and all of us. Maybe a private conversation with my friends and anything really private. I got a notepad to jot some stuff down. You know I was about to check out the basement. When I heard a loud horn and something came to mind oh yeah my moving trucks are here so I get my stuff from my moving trucks I didn't have the brightest job as you heard but it worked I guess we'll I will feel like i'm at home with memories and friends so thats my home it's not really long i'm lucky have a home if you do what's yours?