If My Home Could Talk

Hi, I’m Myla’s house but I’m also her home. I think my family treats me well. They buy furniture for my bare walls and clean me. Every night they sit at my table in my chairs to eat and they sleep in my beds. They play in my yard with their dog Apple. I’m pretty sure their dog likes Me, right? Anyway, where was I… oh right! My family. I really think my family likes me or at least I hope they do. I love my family and their dog. Yesterday I overheard Myla saying she felt safe and loved so I think I’m good at my job. But I’m not the only one who knows Myla but he’s too far away. So, Myla will just tell you about him. I’m going to hand the story over to her. Hi, I’m Myla and my home already told you some stuff so I’m going to tell you about my Nona and Nono’s house and the home I have there. I love it there, but I only get to go there in summer so it's annoying. I can’t put it into words so I’m going to give you a list. 1. My baby cousins August and Ella are there. 2. My Nona and Nono are there. 3. I have a comfy bed and fun house waiting for me there. 4. They have so much food there. I have more but then my list would be too long so I’m going to stop there. The point is I love all my homes. I have even more but like I said this story would be too long. Anyway, I hope you liked my story. I liked telling it. And I hope this story makes you feel happy. And that you love your home or homes too! Goodbye.