Xavier

Grade 5

Toronto
Ontario

The Meaning Of Home

The Meaning Of Home

Every day open, closed, open, closed. I’m always in front of when someone greets a guests. People twist my wrist, to open me, to get to the warmth of their home. Mailmen bang on my ribs 5 times at least, drop off the mail where I hate it least.
A Front Door

Every night and every morning. Different people massage me, but what they call sleeping. People read on me, and jump on me, and sometimes hurt me. I hear toys cracking and fitting. I’ve been moved too big rooms and small rooms, but I don’t care. I hope the other pieces of furniture feel by happiness and warmth.
A Bed

I get sat on every single day!!! 10 years of age, rips, stains all I hear is the TV talking, blankets on me, I hope I retire one day, soon at least.
A Couch