Grade 6


What my home means to me

What my home means to me
Every morning I wake up and get out of my jelloie bed. As I walk to the kitchen, and I smell the inviting smell of cookies being pulled out of the oven by my mom.
After I eat breakfast, me and my mom take are dogs for a walk around our yard, and we watch the dogs play together.

When the day winds down and comes to an end, I jump back in my jelloie bed and wait for a brand new day.

I love when I wake up on Christmas or any celebrations/holidays and I peek around the corner and there’s presents under the tree and on Easter when there’s chocolate everywhere.

I may not always lave at my home, but my memories will always be there.