What Home Means To Me

My Home is not a building. My home is not filled with bricks. My home is a place where I laugh. It's a place where me and my sister fight and play. My Home is where I come from a nice cold day and make hot chocolate for me and my family. Where we cuddle up in a warm blanket when watching a show on the T.V. (a.k.a. probably my show). My Home is where we celebrate Christmas and my birthday and more. It is where I finished my giant Lego. It is where my mom and dad tickle me. My Home is where I have good days and bad ones too. My Home is filled with love and happiness. My Home is where I keep nice and warm. My home is where I wake up to my mom sitting on my bed telling me to get up. It is where me and my sister celebrated our First Communion, it is where my mom and dad celebrated their wedding and it is home. And I think everyone should have a home where you will make memories and maybe build a family. A home is very special and loving and that is why I should help build one.