My Home

My home is my four best friends, they make me smile and laugh. They help me through rough times. However, I can’t see most of them much since we are in different classes except one, and they join many clubs and I don’t. They go to many intramurals and I don’t. But luckily we go to the same school and our classes are beside each other. Thankfully, one is in my class. I wish we were all in the same class together, it would be way nicer. They were in my classes when I was younger but only when I was in grade four and they were in my class, we became friends. Before that I didn’t have many friends, I was one of the kids that nobody really liked but now I have many friends that like me. But of course they can never beat my best friends. My best friends are like the sisters I never had, I am glad that I have them as friends and I hope they never leave me. That is why they are my four best friends. That is why they are my family. And that is why they are my home. They mean the world to me.