My Puzzling Home

My home is like a puzzle. It has many pieces. Either it is a family member. Or a picture frame. When we lose or break those things. It shatters our hearts. Especially when we break them. When we lose our homes in a fire or flood. We lose our soul, happiness, and all of our memories. You can’t see the sadness on the outside. Because you can’t express how feel on the inside. But new home means new begging. New home means new memories. New friends, and most important a new home.