Moving Away....Again

Many people have a different definition of home but home to me it means something special. Home is where I could be myself and talk to people I love and trust. Home is where you can put your feet on the table and eat dry cereal out of the box. Home is where I could cry without others judging me. My house always changes so I don't know where I belong. Do I belong in Victoria, San Diego, Ontario or Nova Scotia? Where will I go next? It makes me really sad that I have to leave because I love it here and my friends I hold so dear. It always breaks my heart. All my emotions all come out at once and I feel like I'm about to explode but the house I have now is the best of all. I have a pool and a movie theater and my room is light green. It brings me joy to know I belong here in Nova Scotia. It also warms my heart to know that my family will support me through these tough times.