Home

There is a difference between a house and a home. A house is just walls and a roof while a home is where you make memories. A home is where I can be myself no judgement. It is filled with the smell of my mom’s cooking that I am waiting to eat. I make the best memories and will look back when I am older. A home is where I can feel safe no matter what. If I ever needed to talk, there will always be doors open for me. There are photos down my hallway showing my happiest smile. At night, I get to sleep in the comfiest bed ever and wake up to the smell of breakfast. Home is also a place where I get to be with my cutest dog. At the end of the day, there is no place like home.