What Home Means to Me

A home is a structure built from memories. I have a lot of moments in my house. Like when my dog sadly passed away. Yaa that week was a sad week. But I have so many good memories of him, like when I come home from school and he would be so happy. There are more good moments like hearing my dad grilling burgers in the summer is always a good day. For some reason, there is that one stair in my house that always creaks when people walk on I find it funny. I am going to remember these moments for a long time. These are the moments that turn a house into a home. I have many memories like Christmas , family movie nights, and family games night, and so much more. So this is my story of me talking about my home this is the end bye.