What Home Is to Me

When I think about home I think about a pot of treasure. My home is not like a regular house with four walls and a roof. My home is filled with laughter and smiles. When I come home from a long school day I see my cozy home and my `loving mom, dad, sister, and my brother and my super cozy bed. My home feels like heaven because everyone is helping each other. My home is like a rainbow because everyone is always happy. Home is my shelter from storms. The sun in my home is warmer than any other sun in the world. When I say home I do not mean a roof with four walls I mean a place with memories and filled with lots of love. My home is where me and my siblings grow, and where my family celebrates festivals. Also when I go up my stairs I see pictures not ordinary pictures, I see special pictures of my family members. When it is dinner in my home it is not like a regular dinner. My dinner is filled with Indian foods and filled with lots of love. Home is like a birthday party. My home is where hugs kisses are popular like a movie. Thank you Habitat for Humanity for giving this opportunity to kids all over Canada.