A House Is Lonely, A Home Is Loving.

What is a home, without love? I wake up to food made by my family. That’s a home with love I say. I get told I’m loved every day. That's also a home with love I say. I have 4 big walls to comfort me, but a house is simply just a house. I have a yard to play fetch with my dog, but a house is simply just a house. I have a bed to sleep in, but a house doesn't. I go to school and see a kid wearing the same clothes, I say to myself “what if they don’t have money, what if they can’t have a house let alone a home”! I said that’s not fair, everyone deserves a home. At the end of the day I get on the bus and I'm greeted by my loving home and family. I see the kid from before walking into the forest and I wish for them to have a home. I tell my mother that that seems unfair, but she says “ What can we do” and I tell her “ We can do the smallest thing and I guarantee you they will be happy”. My mother says to me “ We can work something out” “ like what “ I say? “A HOME” my mother says. I say how will we do this task? My mother responds with “love and patience". In the end I realize maybe it isn’t that hard to just help people.