home

when I was scared it was never I want to go home it was I want to go to (C) because she was my home she is my home your what is a home is it a place really? no no because for me it is her warm hands touching my cold ones and her warm embrace hidden by the beautiful smile I began to think what if my home leaves she is around of what age you would leve your Guardians one day i showed up at my home there were two people there male and female they were beautiful I asked then with sobs why have you taken my home away from me the beautiful lady returned with a sigh and closed the door I was stuck out in the rain with no home to return to they took my home I loved my home now I must find a new home.