Why I Love My Home

My home is warm, soft, and cozy, no matter the time, day, or month. My home is my life, my world, and my place. No matter what happens, it could never be replaced. I love my house, and here is why, it keeps me warm when it’s cold outside. I love the way the fire feels at night, how my blanket feels safe, and how my window catches the light. I adore the smell of all the foods we eat. When we sit down for dinner, it makes me feel complete. I may eat slowly, but that’s because I enjoy it. You never know the next time you might have it. I love how my dog's fur feels after he plays in the snow. It feels so soft, and it makes him glow. My sister may be annoying, but I can't imagine a world without her. My family helps me with everything, and I am so grateful for my parents. I love the sound of the fan above me; the way it spins makes it sound like waves. I appreciate how my family doesn’t care what I look like; I could be anything, and they would support me. All of my people are in my home; if anything happened, they would all go. I remember all the memories I have made. When I was three, my dad would play the guitar for me. He made me smile and made me laugh, and I am so glad to have my dad. My mum is funny and she is always telling jokes; they might be really bad, but she loves me the most. So, that is why I love my home, because it has everything that I need. What I need most is my family, because they make me feel whole.