What I love about My Home

My idea of home is a magical place with the most comfortable bed—MY bed. After a long six hours of schoolwork, I finally get to relax and fall asleep in my magical bed. Then at 6:00 p.m., I go to church. After church, I go straight back to sleep in the most perfect bed. My home protects me from the rain, snow, and ice. Even though our houses come in many different shapes and sizes, we can all imagine how much they’re there for us—the parties, the celebrations, the surprises—and they never complain. You might say they don’t have a mouth, they can’t talk, they’re just like trees. A tree is a nonliving thing, but it can still have life in its own way.