Home is Different

One time I lived in Wasaga Beach. My family didn't fell like we were at home but it wasn't the people it was because we missed our friends and family here in Hamilton. Every time we ate our dinner we would feel like Wasaga Beach wasn't enough but it actually was enough we just didn't think it was enough. Every time we walked through the calm and quiet streets we missed the noise on the busy streets in Hamilton. The truth is I also missed my school and I really missed my friends. When we lived in Wasaga Beach something really sad happened my cat died so that made me miss Hamilton even more. I've lived in Hamilton almost my whole life so it was a big change for me when we moved to Wasaga Beach it was a new neighbourhood a new house a new yard. It took a lot of convincing but we finally moved back to Hamilton. But when we got back to Hamilton I missed Wasaga Beach. So I guess it might not quite feel like home because I feel like home everywhere I am.