Home is where I belong

Home is the place where I wake up to birds chirping by the window. Where everyday is a fresh start and there is no trouble. Home is the place where I get to see warm smiles as morning greetings. Reminding me that my family is so loving. It is where I hear the joyful barks of my dogs and meows of my cats asking for food. It is what lights up my mood. Home is the place I look forward to returning to when I go to school. I look forward to returning home, to a place with no rules. Home is where I can see my family. My home has grown and is now my house. Just the simple sight of it makes me happy. Nighttime, you say, is dark and mysterious. Where one wrong step can lead you somewhere dangerous. But home is the place where nighttime is magnificent. I see it as a beautiful present. I can hear the sound of the crickets’ shrilling, and the toads’ croaking. Home is where ghosts won’t be haunting. It’s where I can hear my loved ones laughing. My home is surrounded by trees, flowers, and plants. Located at the side of a mountain. There is water everywhere from puddles to rivers but alas, there are no fountains. Home is where I can feel safe and loved. It is my safe place that guarantees all. Home is my life’s foundation. It’s where we uphold our tradition. I have never thought about leaving my home all along. It is irreplaceable no matter what. Home is home and is where I belong.