Home

Home is where I feel loved and safe. I eat home cooked meals. Home is a place where we sit by the fire. Our family gets together and has fun together. We have a roof over our heads. Home is where we belong. We love our home, and we always will. Until it crashes to pieces, it will always be our home. It is where we live and belong. Our home is an awesome place where we stay. I love it. It is awesome. Home means a lot to me. I love my home so much I can't explain it. I'm loved and taken care of. But my brother, on the other hand, is a bit of a pain sometimes. But I love him. I can't stay mad at him for too long. He is a good brother. I love home. It's awesome. Home is where I almost blow my dirt bike up. I don't want to blow my dirt bike up because then my dad will be mad at me and then I have to buy my own pieces to fix it and I really don't want to because it's way too much money. It is hard on my money. I'm trying to save up my money to go to Disneyland. I'm very excited. Anyway, enough talking, this is the end of my paragraph so I better stop.