Home Is Not A House

Home is not a house. The living room and my bedroom are my favourite. I used to play video games on the couch. It’s always fun to play games when my dad joins in. I feel very safe at home but sometimes I feel scared. Most of the time I feel comfortable. Being together with my family makes me happy but my sister is very loud. It is very joyful when my sister and I play together. When my mom decides to make pizzas, she will sometimes ask us to help. Once she found a toe pizza on Facebook, she wanted to make our very own toe pizza for my sister’s birthday. When I feel kind of sad, I will always draw in my bed to make me feel more comfortable. Everything is peaceful at my home. A home is a shelter, not only for our bodies but also for our minds.