My Cozy Home

My home makes me feel safe and cozy like when I’m warm in my bed, falling asleep, but I can still smell my mom baking fresh chocolate chip cookies. I know they will be delicious when I sneak one in the morning. My mom makes delicious meals like chicken Alfredo. Everything tastes like my mom makes it with love. My mom is always so kind and happy. When I see her, my Aunty Hope makes yummy pies. My older brother brings me joy; he’s the best! He used to play with me more when we were younger, but now he is too cool. He does wrestle with me sometimes and I win! I love my family. My Beulo lives downstairs and comes up for dinner. He puts on a scary mask, turns into a dinosaur, and then takes it off and says “don’t worry, it’s me, Beulo!” I have lived in my house for 5 years now, but I miss my old house because it was big and filled with my uncle, my aunt, my Beulo and Beula, my mom, my dad and my brother. I still get to see everyone but we are just not all together. Home, to me, feels nice, free and happy.