Meaning of Home

I was going through my portal to my home. I flowed through the portal like a dream come true. I was met with a thundering voice of my nice and younger sister on top of the stairs. I climbed the big grey colossal wall that has a sharp icy texture. I felt the cold stairs pressing my feet with a scent of happiness inside of me. The happiness inside of me was the cozy feeling of my family ready on the top of the stairs. I had a tiring day but I knew once I make it to the top my family will be giving me a smile that determines me every time to keep finishing the day. In my home, there is a king and queen with a prince and I always have the best time. We sit in front of the TV as a family (sometimes) and have a laugh. That is the meaning of home, laughter. I have a great time when we sit together. Thirdly, I go to bed without worrying about anything. My home has a family that is always there to protect me without me think saftey measures. I could wake up in the middle of the night and I feel sick. I know that I will get better because the trusty, rusty nurse, who has not practiced her skills that much, is my mom. I could feel grateful for the type of mom I have, in my home. For now reader, I have told you three phenomenal feelings I have in my home. Lastly will be the best, one of all experiences or emotions, I’ve felt in my everyday home. It is the enjoyment of Love! I love my mom, my dad, and my sister. It is like a family square. I aroma of love,laughter, the feeling of cozyness, and safeness.