What Home Means

My home is full of love and bravery. My home has beige walls that are as bright as diamonds, couches that feel fluffy when I snuggle into them, and windows that smile at me. A home has a meaning, but a house is just a building. My home was not always a place I could call home. When I was younger my family and I renovated my home. We splashed paint on all the walls beaming with joy as it all comes together. Finally with all the hard work my family and I turn our house into are home. Adding little details that makes it feel more like home. I have a family full of four. My funny brother Clark he’s sweet and kind but sometimes out of his mind, my mom is beautiful and silly and loves me unconditionally, my dad is brave and loves hunting and fishing, and me Reagan I love trying new things. Things that I love are hockey, baseball, wakeboarding, snowboarding, and fishing. My home smells delicious because normally there’s a yummy meal steaming on the kitchen table. The smells spreading around the rooms. I hear my tv blaring sounds as my dad listens to his favorite show. My home is full of memories, love and bravery. A house is just a building but a home is yours.