Home, the place I was raised, where I took my first steps, where I was loved and nurtured by my mother. The place where you go home after a long day of school, or work and feel protected. My brothers and sister were raised in this house and I am getting raised as well learning and discovering new things with or without them by my side. Home, is where I feel safest, where no one can hurt me, where I can be myself. The house I live has changed a lot from what it started from, the walls were painted different colors, the furniture changed throughout the years, decor changed throughout the house, but one thing that stuck with me through my time at my house is the memories. You make so many memories throughout your whole life but few will admit
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I love my home and that is why it is my special place but one thing I hate is the rules that my mom provides because if it was my house there would be no rules. I wish I could leave whenever I wanted without her asking twenty questions, be as loud as I want and play music as loud as I want. I hate that we haven 't done anything different with the entire house other than paint the walls and change the furniture. I want to get new carpet, wall decorations, new furniture, new christmas tree, new kitchen table, and new cabinets in the kitchen. I hate getting questioned by my family when I’m sitting in my room just trying to think of what to do with my life next and what not to do, I hate lying but sometimes you have to lie so you don 't hurt the ones close to you. There also has been some bad memories at my home too because when I was 3 my dad left and I haven 't seen him since, he didn 't make an attempt to even try to see me. There were times where my siblings got hurt, such as my brother breaking his wrist, and pulling out his teeth on the trampoline. I myself haven 't gotten seriously injured while at my house and I don 't plan to anytime soon. Even though there has been rough times while at my special place I call home, I’ve got through them. We’ve all had rough times at home but as long as you have a loving family that will be there for you then everything will be fine. Family is what will keep you from losing all hope because that is what you are living
I love my home and that is why it is my special place but one thing I hate is the rules that my mom provides because if it was my house there would be no rules. I wish I could leave whenever I wanted without her asking twenty questions, be as loud as I want and play music as loud as I want. I hate that we haven 't done anything different with the entire house other than paint the walls and change the furniture. I want to get new carpet, wall decorations, new furniture, new christmas tree, new kitchen table, and new cabinets in the kitchen. I hate getting questioned by my family when I’m sitting in my room just trying to think of what to do with my life next and what not to do, I hate lying but sometimes you have to lie so you don 't hurt the ones close to you. There also has been some bad memories at my home too because when I was 3 my dad left and I haven 't seen him since, he didn 't make an attempt to even try to see me. There were times where my siblings got hurt, such as my brother breaking his wrist, and pulling out his teeth on the trampoline. I myself haven 't gotten seriously injured while at my house and I don 't plan to anytime soon. Even though there has been rough times while at my special place I call home, I’ve got through them. We’ve all had rough times at home but as long as you have a loving family that will be there for you then everything will be fine. Family is what will keep you from losing all hope because that is what you are living