In a place called home

My home is a place where I can eat lasagna with my dad. In a place where I can be alone and my stress can float away. In a place where we can expect that there are animals that have homes too. Where we can have fun moments and where we can have our sad or mad moments. Where we get our shelter. My friends love my house. It has so many good memories in it. My house is a place nobody can replace.