The Journey of a Home

Home is a place where I feel loved, and my family makes me feel gloved. Home is a place where I eat and sleep, it’s a place where I feel most chic. I have a mother, father, and brother, though boy, he can be a bother! My father is a ghost, strong and silent, my mother is a right-hand commander, though you can get quite a disagreement. My brother is a clown, a comedian, thinking he can rule, but I know he is a little fool. I am a star, an angel, the glue that holds our family together, even though we have our own journey, I know we will stick forever. Even though Home is a place you’ll grow up wanting to leave, every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.