Home

Home is a place where I can feel safe. When I'm in my home I feel a little more unique and special than when I'm social. The fluff of my blanket, the sound of the wind flowing through the bright blue sky, and the twinkle of the stars at night time, and the feeling of love flowing through me. And a house is way different than a home. A house is a structure with four corners. A home is a unique area where you share your memories with your family. A house has a roof. A home has lots of love and happiness. If my house can’t have a home then I might as well just live on the streets with my family because I'll still get the same amount of love that I get at home and that's all that matters. I like to think of my home as an ocean, where the blue whales sing, and where the crabs clack their little claws, and where the jellyfish sleep calmly. HOME is my favorite word H- Happiness where we laugh and love each other O- Opinions everybody has different opinions M- Memories where we share lots of stories E- Everybody everybody in my family I love I also like to think of my home as a zoo where there's a lot of monkeys jumping off the walls. (at least that's what my mom says) and the one tired wildcat (being my older brother) and the two lovebirds where they are loving forever. And another reason why home means so much to me is because of my pets. I like to think of my pets a lot because I have one cat and one dog. And I like to think of my cat acting like the roadrunner and my dog acting like Wile E. Coyote because my cat is really fast and flexible but my dog is fast but bumps into the walls like crazy. And my Favorite part of my home is my bedroom. Where I am the calmest sitting in my bed watching youtube and netflix. Where my favorite things are and where I love sleeping and where I can get some privacy and sleep. And where my mom and dad kiss me goodnight.