Meaning of Home

Dear diary, The meaning of home to me is: I will miss my room because I have a memory box and my room just got redone and I can't imagine what losing my room would do to my dog. He always jumps on my bed in the morning and wakes me up and I’ve taught him so well to sit and stay. I've been working on a trick in my room where my dog has a treat on his nose and doesn’t shake it off until I say ok. He's getting better, but he's used to learning in my room. That's why I need my room. Hi, I'm Ruckus, Drew's dog. I can't imagine losing any of my house. I've been living here my whole life. I have a routine every morning. Even when my brother isn't at my house, and he’s at his dads I jump on his bed and sometimes I get a little hyper and head but him or I get mad at my mom for tricking me. She tricks me by opening the door and I didn't listen to her the first 10 times she told me but whatever. Drew wasn't home but still I couldn't imagine losing my home and my bed and my mom and dad’s couch. There’s so many memories with my passed away brother. We used to lay together and eat together in that house, I can't imagine losing those memories so that's my meaning of home.