val

Grade 6

toronto
Ontario

H O M E

H O M E
When I think of home I think of the comfort of the tiny corner near the old door with a cold draft and how when I’m sitting there I drift off into my own world where everything is calm for a split second,no fighting, no laughing, no annoying little sister crying, just calm and that small, tiny second of comfort it gives me to get thru the day then reminds me that at the end of each day I get to go home to a loving family and that old door with a draft in it.