Home

To me home is a place where you can be yourself, or during Christmas time you can watch your elf on the shelf. Home is also a place where I can laugh or where I can hold my head and cry. Home is where I can have fun, where I can laugh and run. And where I can lie at peace in the night until I see the morning's first light. Home is where you can park your cars and where you get your first big scars. Wherever I learned to talk and wherever I learned to walk. Home is where I was breastfed or where I drew my first picture with a brand new led. All in all home is home no matter how big or small, whether it feels write or wrong. No matter who it's with, even if it feels like a myth, it´s not, home is as real as it gets because home is special no matter where you are. Home is home.