house of memories
Home is where you can be yourself. You can be as lazy, sad, and silly as you want and you can always tell a family member anything because they will always love you. All houses have so much character in the way that you decorate it. Every scratch or dent in your house has a story. I am so grateful to come home to my dog, my cats, and my room. We are so fortunate to be able to even say ” I’ m home”. You might say home is where the heart is, where the liveliness is, where the cheerfulness, even where the sadness is but I think it is all of the above.
P.S. I am rewriting this because I repeated something in the other essay that I did.