My Home

My parents bought a house, but over time we made it a home. Our home. When you buy your home, it is labeled as a house, but you make it a home. Memories, food, emotions, love, and family are just a few things that make up my home. My home is small but the feeling of joy and happiness I have when I am in it with the ones I love, is bigger than ever. I love it when I come home from school and my dog jumps around in excitement because I am finally home. When I leave again to go to dance, she whines and bites my hand, wanting me to stay and never leave. Everything I love most is in my home and I never want to lose it. My home is filled with love, friendship, and care. I love everything and everyone in my home and I will never forget it.