My Second Heart

I used to think that “home” was just a place to live, a place that doesn’t Mean anything, a place that was built by some random construction workers. But Over the years I realized what home actually meant. It was like my home got Bigger, more cozy, more welcome, more warm, and more fun. That’s when “House” turned into home. When it’s snowing or raining cats and dogs my home Is always there for me. When I come home from school exhausted my home is Always there to welcome me. When I am sick and bound to a bed all day my Home is always warm for me. My home is my shield, my guardian, my knight in Shining armor.