My Home

My home means the absolute most to me and it’s where I can share anything at all. My home is not just my home, it's where I can eat the food I want, I can drink the drinks I want and I can love the people I love. In my home I can smell the homemade food, I can see the steam in the kitchen, I can hear my dog barking after a squirrel, I can feel the warmth of my family's love and I can taste all the absolutely great food my family makes. I love the tacos that my mom makes and the homemade bread and homemade cookies and homemade pretty much anything. My pet dog Buddy and my pet cat. The things that make my home my home aren't the walls and the roof and door, it's the people and pets that are inside it and all the love that's floating through the air. People might say that their home is their home because they live there, which it is, but what really makes my home my home is the fact that I'm lucky enough to be here in my home with all of these loving people and all these loving pets. That is what makes my home my home.