Tell me your story in 'My First Home Run Story'.

I'm not entirely sure what 'home my first story' specifically refers to. It could be the title of a personal memoir about one's first experience related to home. Maybe it's about the first memory one has of their home, like the first time they entered their new house or the first family gathering at home.

Well, my first 5k run was a real adventure. I started off feeling really nervous. But as I began running, I got into a rhythm. The scenery along the way was beautiful, which distracted me from the fatigue. By the end, I was so proud of myself for finishing it.

My first hamster home was a simple yet cozy little setup. I got a small cage with a wooden house inside for my hamster to sleep. There was also a little wheel for it to run on. It was so much fun to watch my hamster explore its new home for the first time.

I'm not entirely sure which specific 'lirik home my first story' you are referring to. 'My First Story' is a Japanese rock band, but 'lirik home' is not a very clear part in relation to them without more context. It could potentially be a misspelling or something very specific within a certain community.

My first impression story is about the first time I went to a new city. I was immediately struck by how busy and energetic it was. The tall buildings and the hustle - bustle of the streets made me feel both excited and a little bit intimidated.

My first concert was a really big deal for me. I had been waiting for months to see this particular artist. I remember arriving at the concert hall early, just to soak up the atmosphere. There were people everywhere, all buzzing with anticipation. Once the concert began, the lights dimmed and the music filled the air. The artist's voice was even more amazing in person than on the radio. I was completely entranced throughout the whole performance.

Well, my first night story was quite an adventure. I was in a new place, a small cabin in the woods. As night fell, I heard all kinds of strange noises. At first, I was a bit scared. But then I realized it was just the wind rustling the leaves and some small animals scurrying about. I made myself a warm cup of cocoa and sat by the window, watching the moon shine through the trees. It was a peaceful yet exciting first night.

My first pet was a little kitten. I found it in the alley near my house. It was so tiny and meowing pitifully. I took it home and named it Whiskers. At first, it was very shy but soon it got used to our home. It liked to curl up on my lap while I watched TV.

My first phone was an old-fashioned mobile phone. It wasn't a smartphone like we have today. The screen was small and the keys were a bit hard to press. But it was my first connection to the outside world in a more independent way. I could take it with me everywhere and feel a sense of freedom. I used it to keep in touch with my schoolmates for group projects and to chat about our daily lives. It was a memorable device that started my journey with mobile communication.

Well, it was a really tough yet exciting experience. I started training months before the marathon. The day of the marathon, I was so nervous. But once I started running, I just focused on putting one foot in front of the other. I hit a wall around the 20 - mile mark but pushed through it with the support of the crowd.