My house is a home

My house is not just a place where we all sleep and eat. It is a place where we tell jokes and stories and share secrets. You should know that my family is very supportive. When my dad got into a car crash, we all helped him get better from his concussion. My parents also work very hard. I remember that my mom works around the house like cooking and cleaning, and she works overnight at the hospital.so my dad the ability to work nine to five and drive us to activities like ringette and hockey. My brother and I quiz each other on upcoming tests. Yesterday I helped my brother study for his test and the week before he helped me with my homework. Some people’s houses might be fancy and expensive but are you loved in it? Maybe but my home is a pretty loving home. Thank you.