Home

What is the difference between a house and a home? A house is a building and structure made of bricks. A house is what we live in. A home is the feeling and the love inside the house. I feel love, joy, peace, and happiness in my heart when I am in my home. My home is amazing! After school when I open the front door of my house, I smell dinner. It smells amazing but it's not ready yet, so I go to my room and read or something. I share my room with my sister. My bed is comfy and bouncy. My mom is making dinner, my dad is on his way home from work, and my sisters are reading. My home relaxes me. My home warms my heart. One of the best things in my house is sleep. I have a fluffy blanket. I have a jumbo squishamellow. I have a flat pillow. If I have a high pillow, I get headaches. I have a warm bed. My bed is very comfy. My bed feels like the comfiest thing in the world! I love it! I have a lot of stuffies. My home is amazing! To build a house you need wood and other stuff but for a home you need different materials. You need materials like love, joy, and kindness. You should feel a warm, fuzzy feeling. Kindness is very important with out kindness our world would be dark and scary. I am kind but not all the time. A house is what we live in we also live in a home but in a different way. I love my home! Something the same about a house and a home is they both start with a H. I love my home! Family is very important. Its like there part of my home. My family makes a house feel like a home because of love and care! The feeling my family gives me is amazing! They change a house into a home. I love them because they care for me, and I mean they care for me a lot. I love them! They care, love, and feel for me. They listen. I love memories. Memories are amazing. I remember once I was siting on the floor my sister was pulling me back when I was trying to get a cracker. That memory is very special because I love my sister. Another memory is when my younger sister was trying to walk. My sister is funny. Another time we got two girl bunnies, and they had baby bunnies and we had a lot of bunnies. They were so cute. Memories mean a lot to me! My home has memories and family. My home is not a house. Family makes my house feel like home. My home means a lot to me! I don’t know what to say my home just feels so good. My home is not a house it’s the memories and the feeling! Home is my feeling.