My Home

Home is a place full of good and bad memories. A place where I feel safe to show all my emotions. Home is like a warm blanket, soft and comfortable. Home isn't necessarily a house, it is more the people in it. At home I hear my dog roaming the halls, I smell my parents cooking dinner, I see my family all around, and I feel safe. You know what they say, “ a house is made of walls and beams; a home is made of love and dreams.” I love my home and it will always be in my heart. As my mother always said “home is where the heart is.”