MY STORY OF HOME

Each home is different but this adventure is about my home . . . Home is squirrels climbing up my window sill, CLICK CLICK CLICK. Squirrels peaking into my loving home. Home is LOUD in the morning when we're having our dance parties and home is silent but shining when they are sparkling bright but only my home can see them because we are sleeping tight and snuggly through the night. Home is warm like a nice cuddly blanket us in tight for a cold winter night. Home is a site of hope cheering us through days easy and hard, tough and slow. Home is an experience at different places, when we go on vacation it stays there waiting for you to come back home,home doesn't move visibly but it moves in my heart. Home is fun, climbing and jumping, skipping and swinging.My home has a heart for more than me,my family! My family touches my heart like nothing else can. Home is like a school of fish, no one is ever alone and forgotten and we always stick together,even if we get in a fight we would always stick together in each other's hearts. Home is like a rose, it has its thorns and its petals just like home has its ups and downs and even if someone is down we are still a family. Home is as nice as a colorful butterfly landing on me and the pretty and colorful fills my day.home is as warm as a hot sunny day even if it's a cold fall morning. Home is creativity when you do art rather it's good or bad sloppy and sad it’s always admired. My home has memories big and small, some on the wall and some in my heart.