Home is where your family is

I lived in a shelter all aged and cramped Boom, Bang, Crash It drove me CRAZY! all the people of all ages would shout in that crowded and cracked shelter it was a house not a home then Dad go a job we slowly started to pick ourselves up and get on our feet after a while we saved up enough and escaped the shelter we moved into a small, old house on the end of a lengthy avenue it was a little house for my little family it took a lot of effort to fix it up moving then: building, nailing and painting but in the end it was worth it because I realized that home is where my family is so I was right at HOME