Feels like home

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I come back home. As I enter my house. I see a huge mess and I hear lots of comotion.

"Najeeba! You're home."

"What's going on?" I ask. "Why is it so messy?"

"Sorry, najeeba. I'll clean it up."

"No you guys are here to visit I'll clean."

I head to the storage closet and take out the vacuum, that cleans itself. I place it on the floor and turn it off.

This felt like home.

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