No Place Like Home

When I get home, I am happy But sometimes ,I’m zappy. Sometimes I smell yummy food But then, I run into a dude. I see my mother Then I see my brother. When I am at home I feel safe In a tiny space. I eat my delicious food Then I am in a bad mood. I hear the kitchen fan I also hear my mom cooking with the pan. This is what makes my home a safe moon I hope everybody has a home soon.