Meaning of Home

Home is a place where your allowed to have mixed feelings. Home to us now is somewhere we come after school or where we eat, sleep or even goof off with our siblings. But I know when we look back at that home, we won't think about any of that stuff. Instead, we will think about fun movie nights with our families, and I know for a fact that is all ways super fun. Also, when my mum makes her amazing dinners. Well, sometimes not so amazing when there’s vegetables involved. But if were lucky we get pizza and I know this is weird to some people but my whole family loves pineapple pizza. We will even think about the trips to the park me and my family take. It's super fun until my brother finds seven eleven and cries over candy. Once we're in there, guess what? He gets a Slurpee. My mom has this rule about Slurpees and how they're bad and stuff but she has this thing called treat day. That’s only when we have Slurpees. What about my dad you ask? Well he works a lot so he comes home late. But when he is home he’s really funny, not with his jokes well kind of because he makes these corny jokes that are so bad it's hard not to laugh. Then comes my brother. To make it easier for you I will describe him in three words: weird, crybaby and spoiled and yes, he’s younger than me. Then comes my home, not big, not small but decent and that’s the way I like it. The roof is red, and the yard is beautiful. It's big enough for a BBQ. The inside is filled with tons of love and the most amazing thing ever my family!