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What is the first thing that comes to your mind when you hear the word.
Home
Some poeple think of a house that you live in.
Some other people think of it as a place where the people you love are at.
What I think when I hear the word home is.
Prison.
Yep, I think its a prison because,
Its a place with loved one.
Sure its a place were the people you loved ones are at, but for me......
Its a place were you always have to stay in.
No matter what.
When your home, your suposed to feel... happy, calm,....... safe......
But I dont feel that way when Im at home.
Sure I loved my siblings and parents.
Key word: loved
I used to love them.
When I was younger.
When they were nicer.
When they were...................
Anyways because, on the outside.... it may seem the best place to be in but inside.... not all people think the same.
In a home, its a place with your loved ones.
But.
What if your loved ones didnt love you?
Yeah, we all heard stories of...... odd families.
Would you call that a home?
For me, a home has a different meaning.
Home is the place that were are forced to live in.
Our parents is the people in charge.
Our siblings are the officers that make sure we do it right.
And we cant do anything because we are chained by rules.
Home is a place we have to spend our entire lives in.
A home is place we were raised in by our parents.
A home is a place were we experience, EVERYTHING.
Not just the happy, good time experiences.
Also the horrid and sad experiences.
Not every home is as happy as it sounds.
Parents love you, of course, but the problem is...... they just say it.
They only say the words...
What about the actions?
Does verbally hurting you on how you treat yourself count as an act of love?
When your parents love you, they trust you to make good desicions and choices.
They say they trust you.
Thats only the words.
Whay about the actions?
Does always peeking into your stuff count as an act of trust?
When they say they love you, it also means that they trust your actions.
But they just say that.
What about the actions?
Does always coming and checking if your studying EVERY.SINGLE.DAY. count as independence?!
Sure I use my phone a lot but I use it to help me study!
To me, a home is nothing but a prison filled with the people you loved.
Heck! Its almost as if home is just another word for a happy prison.
That you have to live with because your forced to.
A home is a prison with chains of comfort.
A home is a prison with bars of love.
A home is a prison thay will make you want to live there.... forever.
A home is a prison we are forced to live in.
A home is a prison.
................ I have no words to what I just wrote...............
Anyways, I wrote this cause I was bored.
Not that Im having mental issues or family problems or anything.
Everything written here is out of thoughts of boredom.
Anyways hope you had a nice time!
~ Eisiam out!
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