My Lovely Home

My home is a blessing because many people don’t have one. My home is culture because it has things from Nigeria, where I’m from and it has foods like poundo. My home is peace because it doesn’t have yelling most of the time. My home is laughter because we laugh at things like when my sister replaced a song’s lyrics with gibberish. My home is special because no home is the same. My home is unforgettable because there are things I’ll never forget like when my sister dressed up in her dress for graduation. My home is relaxed because I can be myself and I don’t have to fake it. My home is memories like when I was supposed to stay upstairs because people were renovating our kitchen. My home is hangouts because I like to hang out with my neighbor. My home is amazing because even though I don’t have a big house, I’m happy I have one. I hope one day everyone has a home and no one has to live on the street. I’m blessed to have food on the table and a warm bed. My home is where I belong.