My Home

My home is a place filled with family, friends and love. A house is filled with stuff, just stuff. My home is making bracelets with my step mom Christy. When I'm at home it feels like love and happiness but most of all safe. When I’m at a house it feels like a place, just a place. My home smells like freshly baked food and a sizzling fire. A house smells like concrete. My home sounds like joy and laughter. A house sounds like the wave of silence. When I'm at home I taste the chicken noodle soup that my mom makes for me when I don't feel good. At my home I see my loving kind family. My home is no house and that is why I love it.♥️