My Home

Home is a safe place where I live and rest. I love to read inside there. When I go inside, my dog lays on clay that I left. Home is where I read and my dog waits and play. When I come back from school there, it is my home. It doesn’t move or talk, but it feels like it’s waiting for me. Always waiting for me even though it isn’t a living thing. When I come back it is always there. My home.