Meaning of Home

My home is when i'm with my friends laughing and Getting along. We jump on the trampoline looking Out for kidnapper vans. When do see one we scream so loud we sound like obnoxious dogs! We run inside to get food and creep back outside. My mom yells “come inside pizzas done!” All of us skitter in side to get a fresh slice The taste of the pizza sizzling in my mouth is Satisfying but also painful.