My home is not a house

My home is beyond a place with four walls, it captures memory’s big and small. With imagination through cement, it captures love and laughter, my home is not a house. In my home there are arguments and fights but standing tall above all we always come together, my home is not a house. The fresh smell of cookie dough fills the room with joy! It makes the room fill with smiles, but make sure when you stir you pace or else it will go all over the place! My home is not a house. My home is with my mom, my dad and my brother too! Laughing over board games while eating popcorn too. My home is not a house. This place may sometimes seem crazy, messy and a wreck but at the end of the day, my home is where I want to stay. My home is NOT a house. Thank you, habitat for humanity for giving everyone the opportunity to change the world and to give to people who need it.