When I Think of Home...

When I think of home I think of my parents and I watching The Little Prince and my dog trying to catch bugs in the window. When I think of home I think of family game night with only one or two games even though we have 20 at least. When I think of home I think of me and my dad watching Star Wars because it is his favourite. when I think of home I think of all the sleepovers with my best friend cause I’m the sleepover house. When I think of home I think of my mess of a room and my dog. when I think of home I think of my parents and dance parties with my best friend when they are out of the house. When I think of home I think of store bought cookie dough that I love anyway because we always watch a show all together when we make them. When I think of home I think of my grandpa and my dad moving all my furniture while I point where I want it then change my mind. When I think of home I think of everything I feel while I’m there good and bad, but most of all I think of all the relationships I have made there like my favorite neighbor Anne and I hope I can keep those relationships next time I find a new one.