My house is a home because…
we live there.
it isn’t cookie cutter.
it holds laughter in its walls.
some people hate it.
some people love it.
it is old.
someone told me that it doesn’t have ghosts.
it is a happy place.
(from here)
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Blair Necessities 
I think a ghost or two might be interesting! 🙂
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Agreed, the person told me there is a little girl outside of the house that is crying… not sure what that might be.
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