THE ONE PLACE I CARRY IN MY HEART

The moment I wake up, I know it’s another great day in my house. Even if it is the gloomiest day, my house and family make it brighter. My house is many pieces put together, and I don’t mean rooms, I mean the things that matter to me most - laughter, love, memories, family and friends. My home is my best friend, it keeps all my emotions and secrets safe. I can be happy, sad. I can be angry. I can be jealous and excited. It’s where I freely share my thoughts and feelings, it’s where I feel safe and nobody judges me. Every night at dinner, me and my family watch a movie and spend time together. I’m the first one to sit down at the table, excited for our family moment. My house awakens my senses. Outside on my porch, my wind chime plays a new song constantly. The moment I step inside, the scent I feel is familiar and safe. Then I see me and my family laughing and having fun together. In every room I have a friend - in my bedroom I have toys, in the family room I have my favourite pillow, and in my backyard, I have a Maple tree. Home is not just about my house, it’s also about my surroundings, neighborhood, my friends, and family. Sometimes I pretend that the Maple tree is a princess. My house is a world of imagination. It is my creative bubble where I share my stories with my loved ones. House is one part, and my family is another - together they make the best place ever. A little touch of love makes our house magical! At the end of the day, home is the place I know I will always come back to, figuratively and literally.