The place I call home.

Some people say it could be four walls a roof and a floor with furniture but to me it is a place where you feel loved and safe. when I think about home there’s toys scattered all over the floor.my dog curled up in a blanket. Me playing curling trying to get it to the other end and someone yelling sweep. It could be a delicious smelling supper ready on the table after I come home from biking with my best friends Sydnee Johnston and Malory Lanciault Proulx. Or going to the cabin. Or my grandma and grandpa’s house I could even be at the airport because Home can be any wear, a house can’t, home is a place where I feel happy, angry, excitement and sadness. Home is full of people, places and memories.