Home

I have been all over the world and have always felt at home. You wonder why? It’s because I was always with my family. Home isn’t just where you hang your hat, home is the people you are with. Home can feel like love, joy, warmth or soft puppy fur. To me home is my friends, family, and my sweet, fluffy puppy. Home is playing catch the dog, laughing to a goes wrong show, and the comfort of a hug. Being with my family and friends is the best thing ever. When I hear the clicking of paws on the wood, I feel happy. When I hear music from the living room, I feel grateful. Everywhere I go my family is there.