What Home Means to Me
Finally my new mansion is done! It’s the best house ever! So why do I feel so empty? Is it this new house? Yeah it probably is. My old house was full of memories. I remember a Christmas my parents got me my first tablet. Those were good times.
I have a loving caring family. My mom’s delicious cooking, my dad teaching me every day. How could I forget my room… so lovely with the paintings I made. All these memories rushing back. I always thought a home and a house were the same. Turns out they’re not.