Home, Where Love Grows

My home is a place where I feel relaxed, like when my dad and I lay on the grass in my grandparent's garden beside a warm fireplace, admiring the bright stars in the night sky. Home can be a silly place where you can just be yourself. Once, my sister and I put underwear on our faces and looked like silly wrestlers! With our funny nicknames, we fought with pool noodles all afternoon and laughed so much we couldn’t stop! Home is fun, like when my mom and I cook together while listening to good music. We laugh at our mistakes and learn new things, and at the end, we enjoy a meal full of smiles. Home can also be exciting and joyful. Every Friday after school, I get so happy to come home and listen to “Friday I’m in Love” by The Cure, my whole family loves it, especially my dad! Home is where, after a hard day, you forget about all the bad stuff. Under a cozy blanket, I watch my favourite Disney series with my mom and feel safe and warm. Home is where you feel loved because, out of all kinds of homes, My home is where I see the people who care, love, and understand each other, my family.