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When I open the door and walk inside, I look around and see how lucky I am to have a roof over my head. Memory after memory of what happened inside my house, like when I baked my first cake when we played board games, when the fireplace kept me warm in the cold weather, or when I was feeling sad and my family cheered me up. When my neighbours and I played games outside and had fun, what a great time we shared inside my yard. I like playing with my brother and having fun inside my house. I play with my siblings in my house. Playing with my dog in my backyard playing football with my dad. What a great joy it is to have this house.