Home

When I think of home I think of HOME my family laughing at the supper table. I think of staying up late on weekends and watching funny movies. I think of the smell of banana-bread fresh out of the oven. I think of hugs from my family that feel like warm blankets. house but when I think of a house I think of a kitchen but with no fresh banana-bread and no muffins. I think of a bathroom with no bubble bath or no soap that smells like flowers. I think of a bedroom with no stuffed animals and a bookshelf with no bedtime stories and no artwork. I think of a living room with a couch but no warm blankets and no nice soft pillows. Everyone needs a place to call home