Home Doesn't Always Mean a House

I'm not going to say every good thing about my house, because not everything about my house is always good. I can get yelled at, I sometimes get grounded, but hey sometimes I’m proud of those messy moments, because that means we're not perfect and that’s all I need. I have something new I do every Saturday, well almost every Saturday, where I call my friend who lives really far away, in my opinion they’re a better friend then the friends I know that go to the same school as me, they don't even care if I leave and then come back, they just say I was quiet, but back to what I’m meant to be talking about. I like that when I sing at home I can try to make my voice, sound like the singers voice, I love doing it because it’s one of the hardest things that I do, because I have to find the same pitch that the singer uses and finding the same notes as the singer, it’s so fun, I find my home in all these little things that I do. because I can sometimes get happy, I can sometimes get sad, I sometimes can get mad, but hey most importantly I am always loved.