My Home what a Graceful Place

Home is a place that is warm and full of grace. The places I go but I still come back home. A place I'll never fully leave because it’s always gonna be a part of me. I may cry at school but when I come home it fills me with glee. It was never bricks and cement, it was a home to my family. Where love, maybe hate, laughter, and joy fills every room. Despite how it may seem this home is no ordinary home it’s part of my family. It will protect all my memories the same that it does for me. I will never feel anger as much as I feel joy. In this home is mostly glee. I come home from school with a smile on my face, I smell the air my favourite dinner is cooking there. With every memory I make, my home will keep it safe.