My Far Away Home

My Far Away Home When I’m asked what I miss most, I answer, “HOME.” The place I call home is far, far from here. 7,426 miles away to be exact. The place I call home is crowded with people, jeepneys, tricycles, and street food vendors. The place I call home is known for its many, many islands and sweet savory fruit. The place I call home is filled with exotic birds soaring gracefully in the air. The place I call home is where I grew up in, where I made friends, and where we made memories I won’t forget. The place I call home is where I hope I could stay every day for the rest of my life. Even though I don’t fully understand everything they say. Even though many earthquakes and floods occur there. The place I call home is where my friends and family are. The place I call home is the Philippines. And even though I may not be there right now, It will always have a very special place in my heart.