No Place Like My Home

For me home means walking in and seeing a bunch of yummy food in front of me. It looks like me playing with my brother and making noise until we get in trouble. For me it means eating a home cooked meal until we feel like we’ve had way too much. Home will always be a place where I will feel safe and loved. The air in my home is filled with love and hope. At home I can be silly and no one would care. For others my home would look like a normal building but to me it looks like so much more. My home smells like delicious butter chicken. At home I can see my loving grandma. My home is a beautiful place where everyone matters, no excuses. My home smells like really strong perfume. Home is where I can play with my friends. For me home feels like me laying down on my comfy purple bed in comfy purple clothes. Home looks like me and my brother fighting until we know who is wrong ( obviously my brother.) At home is where I spend quality time with my loved ones. When we do I love to watch shows. Home is where I check the fridge to see if I can find anything good to eat. Me and my sister spend hours together not really knowing why. Then we play on our devices while eating yummy snacks all day long. My home will always be my special place no matter what. Thank you habitat for humanity for giving others a home so they can feel safe too. And another thank you for giving me this opportunity to write about what home means to me.