This is What My Home Means to Me

My home is not just sets of walls, a roof and doors, it's about the memories and love that has come over the years. When I moved to this house I was 3 years old. I was sad that I had to move to another house, but over the years I started to like my new house because I made new friends and I started to realize that my parents moved to this house because the old house was small. The new house is big and beautiful. At my house, I lost my first tooth and I learned how to ride a bike. Another reason why I like my house is because at my house there is a pathway that leads to a park. On the way to the park there is a hill at the pathway, which is perfect for sledding in the winter. Sometimes me and my family go picnicking in the summer. That is what my house means to me.