Why Home Is Dear To Me

Home is dear to me because it is the only place I don't get bombarded by 67. Home is dear to me because after a bad day of school I know my mom will be waiting for me with hugs and kisses galore. Home is dear to me because I know that's where fun with everybody starts to happen. Home is dear to me because when I get home from being outside I know it will smell like roses and lavender. Home is dear to me because it is one place I feel safe and surrounded by love and joy. Home is dear to me because I love to relax on the couch. Home is dear to me.