Home

Home We all think that home is just doors, walls, and windows but it's more than that, it's about feelings and happiness, feeling free and loving. Home tastes like freshly baked cupcakes, smells coming from the oven. The pretty lakes outside of my house. Home looks like comfy pillows and blankets with comfort shows and books. I wish that I could lie in bed listening to music and reading books all day long. I love books, books are like a part of me. They teach me things. It teaches me to stay calm and happy. Home is somewhere I always want to be at home because at home I feel happy not just like a getting something from somewhere type of happy. It's the real type of happiness that makes me feel like myself. Sometimes I want it to rain outside. I love the rain because the rain can run freely everywhere from place to place. Rain drops from the sky. They can land wherever they want, and I love that. Sometimes I want to be just like rain. I love it when it rains just like how I love my home. My home will always be there for me, I love my home. Very much.