A home missed
When I lived in my old house I was really happy, because I hung out with my older brother. We played video games and just got to hang out. I will have those memories forever. In that home, I also had a dog named Roxy. She was a good dog, but she jumped on the furniture. I always reminded my mom furniture could be replaced, but Roxy couldn’t be replaced. I had a huge yard that seemed to go on for miles. Aww these were the times and I will never forget the time spent outside. I felt really safe at my old house.