My Home

You may think that a home is just a roof over your head, so you can just come home and sleep. But a home is more than just that! My home has my memories. I may feel sad, either way my home will keep that memory no matter what. My home smells like my parents cooking! My favorite food,like spaghetti! My favorite dessert, Cake! And maybe some of my least favorite foods, like vegetables. My home is very special to me because when I get home I sit on the couch and watch the time until my parents get home. When it's a weekend or break, I try to spend time with my family. We sit on the couch and watch our favorite show! When my parents come home late from work, I try to spend those 4 hours with them. When it’s a weekend or a break, I always try to be with my family, and my home is the best place to spend time with them. My home holds my scents, they smell like my parents. My home keeps me safe and protects me from my fears. My home has my bed, my bed protects me. My bed takes my tears and reminds me of my love. My home reminds me of my first steps, my first word, my joy. My home also has a couch, All that time on the couch from a baby to 10. I sit there with my sister. Day to day we talk, play games, and watch TV! A home or not, my family, and friends are my home. My home is not JUST a roof over my head. It is my memories, My home is my everything!