What Home Means to Me

Home has my memories when I was younger when I played with chalk on the patio in our driveway. Home is a powerful shelter like winds to protect me and my family like a superhero. I like home because it has my favorite 3 memories I will say. 1 a memory where I was outside on the swing with my dad when I was in Kindergarten. 2 the second memory was when I was in a family pool that was inflated and i did a bunch of belly flops until my arms were red. My final memory was when I was outside and my dad was mowing the lawn and he pretended to chase me and I went inside laughing.