What Home Means to Me

A home isn’t just a structure it is what’s on the inside of the house. All the memories , like when my parents went to Jamaica and let me behind with my grandma and I walked for the first time , on Christmas all my family comes for supper and opens presents and , once when I was eight me , my sister, and my mom went to a park in Fundy and they’re was a really big bridge . A couple years ago me and my neighbors would play outside for hours on end, and in summer we would make their trampoline into a waterpark. Those memories were good memories. I know its home when my family is excited for me, for example when I brought home my instrument. Thursday a while ago my grandma came here from Ontario, and I got to stay home to spend time with her. It will make home feel more complete. These moments matter because without these memories it wouldn’t feel like home.