A house is a home

A house is a home that is what I think that is full of memories I like to make with my brother and my family. I love to think about all the times i thought about this place. The day i saw that place my face was happy not a sad thing in trace. The sun was there shining on it . My house was yellow. It was like a dream. I ran inside and looked around the place. I love my house, it is my family. It holds all the good memories in one place. I love my house. It is my favorite place. I love to walk around my house because it is so com it is the boom it is my life and will always be there my lovely house my home it deserves all the love in the world