My Meaning Of Home

Once upon a time there was a little girl named Rose. She had the dream life. Rose had a gigantic house and as much food as possible. Rose had a best friend named Lilly. Lilly had barely enough food to feed her and her family. Lilly’s parents could hardly afford their house. It was a little different pairing because the friends had to help each other during hard times. Once a week Rose brought a gigantic fresh healthy meal for Lilly. When Rose’s parents were too busy for her Lilly was right there to hang out with her. So I think home should be safe, comfortable and loving. What do you think home should be? The End