My Sweet Home

Home is not just a place I return to after school; it is a feeling that wraps around me the moment I step inside. After a long, and exhausting day, the warmth of home settles in my chest and slowly soaks into my soul. It feels like the kind of comfort you get when you're sick, when everything hurts a little, and all you want is to rest somewhere safe. At home, I can finally breathe. The familiar smell of my mother’s cooking fills the air, and no food in the world can compare to that. Home is where my parents are, that is what truly makes it special. They stand by me through every up and down. When I feel discouraged, like when I succeed