A house is a place, home is in your heart

A house may look boring, and no one is happy from the outside. On the inside of this house the name changes to home. A place where pets, kids, parents, grandparents, and cousins live at and can gather to make memories, celebrate holidays, love each other and keep traditions alive. Home to me is where I can be whoever I want to be. I can do what I want to. Where I can eat when I want to. My house may be in the woodlands, but my home is in my heart mt home will forever belong in my heart. Home is where me and my family belongs. My senses when I’m home are smell: fresh homemade banana bread being made by my mom taste: homemade goods freshly made in the oven see: my loved ones taking to each other and enjoying life hear: my family talking well enjoying a cup of coffee outside well the sun is coming up touch: the feel of stainless steal utensils well eating dinner with my family. Memories: a thing you do together as a family. My favorite memory is when we went to Florida for a vacation it was the best, we did Disney I am very happy with my family vacation. My least favorite memories are when my cousins were in the hospital it was a sad week, but she was tough and she’s back now. I love my home and house