My Home is Like a Photo Album

My home is like a photo album. It’s where all my families memories come together. My home is where my mom first taught me how to cook in the kitchen. In my kitchen, all the smells and tastes wrap around me in a wonderful delicious embrace. My bedroom is where I laugh, cry, and let all emotions spill out. My room is where me and my brother play board games that are so boring, yet so fun. My room is where all my favourite activities lay there and wait for me to come home. I love my basement. It’s a very special place where all magical things happen. It is where me and my brother accidently break things, then claim we did not. On the last, but biggest page of our photo album, is my living room. It is where we watch movies that are sad, or scary. It`s where I sleep when I`m sick or sad, and where we watch television and live as a family. This photo album of my home is full of emotions, memories and my family. It is my home and it will always be with me.