My House

My little house is where I live, my little house is where I give. My little house may not be big. But we enjoy our lives in it every day. And I would choose my little house over a big one seven days a week twenty-four hours a day. Because it's not the structure that makes the house, it's the people, and that's never going to change. This is also the place where I met a demon aka satan aka my sister. You see not just good things happen in my little house, but bad things too. This little house is where all my family comes over for Christmas. This little house is where I learned how to ride a bike.