What home is to me

Home is a place where I can be my self and I don’t have to pretend to be someone else. Home is a place where I can snuggled up on the couch with the fire crackling and my dog chasing a scurrile out of the backyard. The sound of my sister giggling in her room, the sound of my parents talking about building our cottage. When going to sleep, hearing the sound of my dog little paws on the wooden floor, hearing the sound of my parents opening a chip bag when watching a movie. Home is a place with good food to eat and good water to drink. Home dose not mean a roof over my head it means I can have a place where you can stay and feel protected all the time. At home I have a loving family. Home is a place where I have celebrated my birthday since 2013. Home is a place for shelter. Everyday I come home to my barking dog greeting me at the door, she always wanting some love and pets.