Where Memories of Home Stand Still

I love my home and you should too. Some people don’t even have a home that’s why you should be grateful for what you have and everyone around you. You can feel love but did you know you know you can give love too. Everyone deserves to have a home. But what is the difference between a home and a house? Some people say that there is no difference, but there is a difference. A house is still a house even if there’s no one living in it it's a permanent structure, a building , anyone can live in it but you don’t feel safe in it as much as you do in your home. A home is the place where you live in or the location where you feel like you belong. For example I think of home when I’m at the hockey rink because me and my family went there every day for me or my brother. (My brother also plays hockey.) Me and my brother also actually got tot by my dad we learned how to skate before we learned how to walk. When I think of home I also think of what I smell. Like my mom’s butter chicken my mom always makes the best butter chicken in my opinion. I also think of home when I touch something soft because when I go to the mall with my mom we would look at all of the different kinds of fluffy clothes and we would just feel them the whole entire time. Me and my dad have this special thing that we used to do when I was younger we would run around the house playing cops and robbers. My dad is the cop trying to arrest me while I’m trying to to steal the candy gems.