Home #2

If you were to walk into my home, you wouldn't see just walls and a roof, but you wouldn't see us telling the truth. That's because me and my sisters sometimes lie. That's because no one's perfect and the days will go by. Sitting on my bed, sitting on the couch. Sometimes, we're loud. Sometimes, we're quiet as a mouse, but that's the bad not the good, so please listen because this is where you fully should. Home is my dad's cooking with a little spice. Home is always feeling nice. Home is my mom, home is my dad, home is always feeling glad. Home is feeling joy and laughter where each day is like a new chapter. Thank you Habitat for Humanity.