Why a House Cannot Be Called a Home

Why a house cannot be called home What happens in a home, so we don't feel alone. The things we do will make you say woah. In our home there’s fun and games but a house is just a frame. A home for me is a place to be made with goods and happy moods. Stuck in a wheelchair made me see what my home really means. When I fled from my home country, I thought I would never ever get to see my home again . Surprisingly When I went to Bradon it as a home for me came to be. Even when a house has all this fancy furniture it still not a home. A home is were your truly not alone, A home is not just a set of 4 walls and a roof. For me it's where my memories are made and shared, where I embrace my mom warm hugs. As she teaches me about the past, I think about my cast. When my friends come, I feel cozy inside. We mostly play all day and lay all night. Tomorow as I go to school and when I come back home, I think Freedom! as the boredom passes by like flies. I lay in my bed thinking about all the games and phrases I've played and spoken. When I smell my mom cooking with a hint of aroma, I go there is my brothers and they always say“I call dibs on that and this” then we come into an argument kind of like a fight trying to prove that we’re the one’s right. As I walk outside in my wheelchair, I see people whispering and gossiping about me, but I don't really care as I finally have a home, I can call my own. These are the things that makes me not to feel alone. Sometimes A house is a mouse that we can't just catch let alone afford so I hope my writing helped you see that a home can't be a house meant for me and you. Thank you, habitat for humanity