Lost

Once there was a boy, he had no home, he walked and walked, but still no home. Then he found a girl named Hope. She saw him and she knew he was lost too, so she asked, “Hey, are you lost?” The boy said, “Yeah I have no home.” So, they walked together, they walked and saw a cat. The cat meowed hungrily, so they picked up the cat and walked. Suddenly they saw a giant house! It was empty so they decided to move in. But it did not feel right. They bought furniture, they bought big couches and fuzzy blankets! Many years later they grew old and had beautiful kids. Then tragedy stuck the girl. Unfortunately Hope died. Then the boy, who is now a man realized his wife was his home, his Hope. That is what home is to me. It is a feeling, not a house.