The Meaning of Home

Let’s go from the start which opens my heart. I hear laughter and love and I see big hugs. I smell my moms cooking which comes from the kitchen, and it smells like a big roast chicken. I smell and see my moms baking, which makes me feel like my taste buds are going crazy. I go to the dinner table from which I eat, I can feel the nice, cozy, warm breeze that is hitting me. It makes me feel like I am getting a big hug in. Next I go to the living room where memories are made, and movies are saved. I feel very loved as I am being hugged. I like to watch movies with my parents, while having fun becomes apparent. I feel nice and safe in my house, while I sit on my nice, cozy couch. I have fun playing with my siblings, with little to no bickering. I love doing stuff with my family, it makes me feel very happy. My room feels like a nice quiet place, where I can hear faint laughter. It’s a magical place where dreams are made. Traditions are made in the same living room, birthdays, Christmas, thanksgiving, every tradition in my home.