Home

A place that is big and tall, I went up to it and opened its door. Once I have entered this place, I usually have a relieved face. I run-up to my bed while clearing my precious head. That was my house, a 3D place. Now, I enter my home, something that is precious. What is home? They may ask. Home is something that we cherish a lot, ‘cause once it's gone, there's not a second. It keeps the emotions, the memories, things that made who we are today. Home is something you would think of, not knowing when you do. Home is like a person you can talk to once you're sad, then once you have spoken, you will most likely be glad. Home is like an unsolved puzzle. 'Cause once you think of it on what you wanted it to look like, then if you did, it just mixes up your thoughts how you mixed up the pieces. Then in the puzzle, when you connect the pieces, it becomes clear that there is an answer. When you soon realized that home may be a place or a thing, Whatever home is, home is like how your dreams are now. Then, you think about it, you close your eyes, not knowing that you have entered that place you call home.