For me, really the word "house" means a lot. When I say house, I remember of my childhood, of my little crib where I slept when I was a baby, of the good times when I was enjoying life, when I played different games everyday with my neighbours in the yard. I also remember of that moments when I went through rough situtations. But my family was always there to advice me and to temper my pain. I will never forget about them. I realized that House is a Saint thing, a Saint building Where I grew up. I price every second of my life that I spent there. Home is the only place in the whole world where I can feel myself flying.
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