Home Is A Place I Call Heaven

Home is my heaven and people in it are the symbol of peace. When I get tired, my home provides me comfort. When I am exhausted, my home is a place that calms me. I accept my home and my home accepts me. This is the bond I have built with my home over the years. Now home is not just a home; it is a heaven to me. A heaven that makes me feel proactive and safe. I have friends in my house. I have games in my house. I feel loved, and sometimes sad. This heaven of mine carries all my emotions along. I got four heavens; my mom, dad, my sister, and my little brother. We make a peaceful civilization in this heaven. Whenever we leave this place, my heaven is with me. My heaven is my family. I feel loved in my heaven, and it feels loved as well.