What Home Means to Me

For me, home is a place where you live, grow up and make memories. I feel that if you are sad, a house can make you happy. Think of people who don't own a house. Then still make memories. When you don't have a house, you can still be happy. You just don't let owning a house put you down, though, because where you are living is where you make your good memories. You should always be happy and spread happiness and your joy to everyone! Also, home is where you live and when you live there, you make memories. Your home is where your family lives, and you should be happy for that. My memories at my house are very special and things that happened that make my memories are things that I enjoyed. We had a dog named princess layla and she stayed at my house, while her owners went on a vacation. I enjoyed having her stay over. She was funny and was really weird which left a smile on everyone's face. We also have had a lot of dogs come over for a playdate! I've spent all Christmases, birthdays, halloweens , Easter and family members' birthdays there. I have made so many memories from the house I live in. My home is where I learned what life is.