Two Homes

Home is weird because my mom and dad are not together. Having Two home’s means having two beds, two backyards, two shelters, and two places to be me. Home feels like a warm bed. Home smells like my Nana’s perfume. Home is a place to have fun. Fun to me is being with my family and my friends. Home is a place to celebrate my traditions like tasting my favorite food like pasta. It is weird being by myself sometimes. Home to me is seeing my family happy. I hear a lot of yelling but good yelling and it is funny a lot of the time. Home is a place to be me when I am alone. I like to listen to music and do art. Home is a place to be myself. But, I know at the end of the day I am loved.