Why I Love My Home

I have lived in my home for all of my life. It’s a big red and grey house right off the highway that’s almost completely surrounded by trees and has a bus shelter in the driveway and a forest across the road from it. I grew up there, and I know every leaf and tree, twig and backyard toy sitting in the garden. My house holds so many memories that helped shape me growing up. I remember balancing on the cedar fence that separated our neighbour’s property from ours, all of the snowy days in the winter, and running around the front yard in the sprinkler on really hot days. You wouldn’t just think this, but our homes have a lot to do with our lives.Think about it. It’s the thing that we all come home to after long week days of school and work, it’s the thing we cuddle up in at night whenever there are thunderstorms. It’s the thing that we leave to go to college when we grow up. Without any of our homes, our lives would be a scrambled mess! Homes have a really big impact on all of our lives, even the people without homes (because they don’t have any. I hope that all of them get one eventually!). Homes have these weird powers that make you like them even though you don’t realise it. It’s like they have these giant MUSCLES that prevent you from ever wanting to go out the front door and just… leave forever. ( I guess they would try and block the door, too. But somehow, they’re always unsuccessful.) I consider myself VERY lucky to even have a home! Considering that Canada’s in a housing crisis at the moment. Because there’s so much to pay for when you’re a homeowner (house tax, property tax, mortgages, fees, power bills, so much! Also, if you don’t get insurance, you’re living dangerously.). Just thinking about all that stuff makes me go cross-eyed. (I bet my folks are going cross-eyed too, having to pay for our house, maybe even more coo-coo then me!) I have a little sister too. One that likes to distract them when they’re paying the bills. And it’s even more difficult with another tiny human to keep us all clothed, fed, hydrated and warmed. Anyways, I have never wanted to move growing up because I didn’t want to leave my home. When I was little, I thought that if we moved, our house would get lonely, so I didn’t want to leave it. That is why I love my home and I hope that all of the homeless people in the world get at least an apartment that they can rent. (Thank you to Habitat For Humanity for building and giving people homes every day. I hope that the local H.F.H. can use the ten dollars from my submission.) Thank you!