What Home Feels Like to Me

Home isn’t just a building that you go to after school. It is a special place in your heart where your loved ones are stored and whenever I’m home. My old house was an apartment and one time I woke up, and my smile was like the sunshine. But before my real home was in Nigeria and I had a lot of friends there. I went to a private school and then I realized all things are not permanent. And then I moved to Canada, Winnipeg and got a home. And then I moved from that place and moved next to a couple of my friends, and they go to the school I go to now. I forgot to mention my name, it’s Joel and I go to a French school. I love my house so much I would die with a smile for it.