A Place Where I Love to Be

I love my home even if my family has to change addresses a few times. A home doesn’t have to be four walls and a roof. It could be anywhere really, but you have to love and cherish it. A house is a building you live in, but you don’t care about it. I stay at home all day long, it’s like my home and I are inseparable. My home is a place where I can stay safe. I had many happy moments in my home. A home is a small word with a big meaning. I wasn’t excited to move houses at first, but then a couple of days later I started to treat it like a home. My family and I cherished many happy memories and moments in our new home. My family filled our house with love and happiness. We also added nice furniture to make it extra special. Although I fight with my sister, that does not deny the fact that our home is a home. It is what makes it home. A home could be a place where you could have sad and happy moments. The best part I could do in my home is eating food, watching movies with my family and sleeping on a comfy bed. The happy moments I cherished will never perish. Home is the best place where I could be, it is not only safe it holds lots of memories.