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Home. I am always pleased to be home. My dog is getting old but he still rushing to see me when I get home. The garage. The garage is where me and my dad can work on our projects like our car, dirt bike and motorcycle. Even though I have fallen, cut and bruised myself in there I love it in there. The entryway. The entryway is where we keep our sports stuff like basketballs, footballs, soccer balls and baseballs. We also have a cupboard for my dog’s stuff like tennis balls. We also keep our snow stuff in a different cupboard than my dog's stuff. The kitchen. The kitchen is where both sides of my family can gather in peace. They don’t always get along. My aunts are always fighting over stupid stuff like who is the best aunt. The one time of the year they can get along is on my birthday. The memory of getting my face smashed into a cake still comes back to me when I sit in the seat that it happened to me in.