My True Home!

Home. A small word. A huge meaning. Home is my everything. From that chaotic sleepover to that loud thunderstorm, my home was always there for me. I will even remember the exact mirror I lost my first tooth. Even if I get older and move 2000 kilometres, this house is forever my true home. It will comfort me when I am sad, and keep me safe from everything outside. It will be there for me after long days and calm me when I am angry. Even in 50 years, I will always remember these things that happened in, My True Home.