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My home is like a hockey game. There are highs and lows. The lows are when something sad happened or when there is something bad happing to someone. The highs are if we are celebrating a birthday or having a holiday dinner with our family. When I am not listening, my mom sends me for a penalty. When I’m with my family it’s the same feeling as scoring. When something bad happens to someone it’s like we’re losing. And when I’m always with my family I feel like I’m winning all the time.