Home Is Not A Place

Home is a place where I can make memories and mistakes. Memories can be created, but mistakes will be made. As I know there will be laughter throughout my house. Memories can be created. I smell my sister's burnt cookies. I tell her that they taste good, but then end up helping her make them better. I love having family gatherings on Christmas and getting to open presents, and having birthdays. A lot of my family’s birthdays are in February. One of my favourite things to do is hanging out with my sisters. We always love attacking each other. At other times we have meaningful conversations. Mistakes will be made. I can feel safe to make little mistakes. Little mistakes can hurt each other's emotions, and we can be mean in other ways, but we can still make up with each other. My loved ones will forgive me even if I hurt them. If I mess stuff up they will forgive me again. I can always make it better over time. We can learn to forgive and learn to tolerate each other. There will be laughter throughout my house. We hear about each other's weird days during dinner. My favourite is hearing about my mom’s day, but hearing about my sister’s day with her D.E students is really funny. Watching funny movies with my family is amazing. My two favourites are Grown Ups and Madagascar. Laughing at each other when we say something funny and also laughing at each other when we get hurt, but we always make sure that it’s not serious first. My family will always love me even if I make mistakes. Memories will last forever at my home. As well as when I make a mistake I will be forgiven by the ones who love me. I know that my family has funny moments around the dinner table, and I hope that everyone else gets to cherish moments like that too. I sometimes think I hate my family, but at the end of the day I always love them.