Love, Peace, Home

Home to me is everything good, like a pile of books that is waiting for me to read. Sometimes my family makes me angry or sad, but I love them so much. I love them like a cat loves cat nip or a robin loves worms. It's a love that never ends. When I'm sad my mama asks me why and my papa says you should not let the small things get to me. I love them so much. Home makes me happy. Sometimes I wish we lived in Quebec so much. I miss my family. Home is my safe place. I have one brother and he is very fun to play with. Since we just moved, we now have different rooms. We used to play so many games together. For example, we had these games that we called Elf games. Now we can't play them. It makes me sad. But my new house is starting to feel like home.