Home

When I come home from school I feel cozy and safe when I walk into my home. Its not any building it’s a cozy place. When I come home I see memories of us all together. At night I hear my mom and dad cooking together. I love it when all of us go somewhere calm and peaceful. When I play with my two brothers I feel protected. When I look at the pictures on the walls I remember all the peaceful times. When my mom and dad cook together I hear the sound of food cooking. When I’m sad I look at the memories my home holds like its so voluble. In the winter its like my home is protecting me from the snow and wind. When I’m scared its like my home holds me tighter and tighter. When I feel bored its like my home always knows what I want to do. When I feel alone my home always knows what to do. I love my home. When I’m in my living room I play my piano. I love my home because there is nature, wild life and my family. Sometimes when I look at the stairs I remember how I fell down the stairs. When I play with my big brother I remember on Christmas how we both looked at the stars in my room. When I look in my little brother and big brothers room I remember how we would sneak in there at night time. When I come home my two Chihuahuas get excited to see me and my family. I love my home because my family lives, it make me safe and cozy and my pets are their. I love my home. 😊 I love my home so much.