Comparison and Contrast Essay
Home is where my heart is
Looking to the sky as I swung on the swing set I would look into the two enormous trees filled with beautiful leaves. Next to me was my little brother looking towards our family home in a daze. A house that had a covered deck that was built by my father and even with the deck there was still plenty of room to play a game of baseball or set up a swimming pool in the backyard. There was also a basketball hoop set up in front of the driveway where there was still grass; it was too close to the neighbor’s fence because we always had to go retrieve the balls from their yard.
My childhood home was white with blue trim around the door and windows. It was not a large home and only had a main floor and a basement. Looking back I can’t believe ...view middle of the document...
The laundry room and two bedrooms were down there also plus the two rooms upstairs, so my little brother and I always shared a room growing up in a family of six with only a four bedroom house.
From childhood to adulthood we always have needs and we all have wants, the house I grew up in fulfilled my needs and I look forward to one day having that house that fulfills my needs and wants. My dream house is something I have always dreamt about and it even inspired me to look into being an interior decorator or architect. I have a pure passion for detail when it comes to my home. When I picture my dream home I imagine a two story home with rooms that flow from one another to make it easy for kids to run around. The family room has a fireplace and the kitchen has a large counter big enough to set up a buffet on for parties and family holidays. The backyard needs a deck with a nice grill for the husband and plenty of room for the family dog to run. The front yard needs a large driveway that leads to a two or three car garage and a beautiful garden full of colorful flowers.
The area I grew up in was a very unfriendly neighborhood where you couldn’t even accidently hit a ball into a neighbor’s yard without them telling you to stay out of there yard. The area I imagine my dream house in is a small rural neighborhood where all the kids play in the street and you don’t have to worry about traffic and the adults all get together once in a while and have barbecues. When I was growing up my brother and I would ride our bikes or walk to school every day. It would make me very happy if my kids could also one day do this.
Sitting on the back deck with the barbecue grill going sitting next to my husband as we watch our kids play on the swing set on a nice summer day. Those are the unforgettable moments I am looking forward to having someday in a beautiful house that I can call home.