H.O.M.E

Home is not a house. It is more than just a house, it is my home.I grew up in my home. That home aways has cooked meals that my family makes. When I smell fresh food cooking it gives me a yay inside. It’s somewhere I grew up with lots of love. It’s somewhere when my friends came over and we played for hours until my parents said they had to go. It is where you cuddle up with your family, watch a movie or just talk to them under a cozy blanket. Home is where your animals grew up.it is where your life is, your family raised you. A home is not a house. Houses don’t have memories. But as you grow and make memories, that house becomes a home. A home is more than just walls. It is a place that you're used to and it gives you security. It is not a house. It’s where you grew food or swam in your pool or played in a sprinkler with your siblings or friends. I love my house because it is also my home. It gives me security. It’s where the people I love keep me safe and provide for me. Home is where love is. Home is not a house. It is more than just a house, it is my home.I grew up in my home. That home aways has cooked meals that my family makes. When I smell fresh food cooking it gives me a yay inside. It’s somewhere I grew up with lots of love. It’s somewhere when my friends came over and we played for hours until my parents said they had to go. It is where you cuddle up with your family, watch a movie or just talk to them under a cozy blanket. Home is where your animals grew up.it is where your life is, your family raised you. A home is not a house. Houses don’t have memories. But as you grow and make memories, that house becomes a home. A home is more than just walls. It is a place that you're used to and it gives you security. It is not a house. It’s where you grew food or swam in your pool or played in a sprinkler with your siblings or friends. I love my house because it is also my home. It gives me security. It’s where the people I love keep me safe and provide for me. Home is where love is.