THE BLUE AND WHITE HOUSE

People might have a different perspective of their home, but this is mine. I cannot write their stories for them. My home means: Laughter, when I talk to my sibling, when I play games with my dad, when I go outside with my dad, when I call my friends, and drawing outside. My home means: Happiness, when I do crafts with my mum, when I talk to my dad, when I shop with my sibling, when I play games with my friends, or just reading by myself. My home means: Togetherness, when we go hiking at Northgate, when we just watch a movie, or just talk at supper, playing card games. My home means: Love, love of art, love of games, love of togetherness, love of fun, love of outdoors and of sports. And most importantly My home means: Safety, safety from storms, blizzards or anything that might hurt me, safety of a roof over my head. But... Sometimes my family fights, sometimes it lasts days, sometimes an hour, maybe even minutes, but soon enough my family gets over it. And that, reader is what home means to ME!