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| Le Bed |
When I think of home, the first thing that comes to mind is literally my home. But a house isn't always a home since I have moved a couple of times in a few years. I think of the place where I end up in at the end of the day as a sort of home. When I am exhausted or just want to forget about the negative memories I've experienced, I go to my bed to rest. My bed and the inviting warmth it brings with it soothes any rugged feelings I might have been feeling a moment ago. There is no other place like my bed that I can quite call like home.
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| The Oval Table |
The other picture is my dining room table. This has a big significance on what I also call home. Besides my bed, This place is where my whole family gets together to eat almost every night. Since my whole family leaves the house at separate times and comes home at separate times, we don't see each other much during the day. At night however, we all come here to eat, talk a little, maybe laugh, sometimes get angry, or be in silence. Even if we all manage different things in our day to day lives, we can at least all gather at the dining table and see each other as a family.
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