Home Means to Me

Every time I wake up in the morning and I walk out in the living room, I can see my mom and my dad. It smells like good food that is ready to eat. I get ready for school and go into the living room to play with my dog. I sit down by my mom and I talk to my brother a lot. While I eat my breakfast, it brings back memories when we used to play Legos. I go in my room and I lay down in my bed and think about all of the homeless people in the world. I say to myself if all the homeless people had a home , that would be a lot of homes to Build. Mom said it’s time for school so I go to the bus stop. When school has ended I’m home. I hug my mom with lot of love.