What My Home Means to Me.

To me home isn’t just a building made with marbles or bricks . Home is about walking into my house and smelling the fresh cooking that my dad has been working on all day! It is where I smell my mom’s sweet perfume as she gives me a hug. My home to me is a place where there is warmth and comfort in every room. Home to me is playing with my cats as they lick my hand and roll around on the floor. Home is where I make memories and jokes and enjoy myself. In my home I’m surrounded by love and comfort no matter what happens! My home is much more than a building. My home is filled with memories left and right. Home is where there are special things like birthdays and special occasions! Home is going grocery shopping every Saturday with my dad as we laugh and enjoy the loud noises as we look for things on sale! Sometimes there are fights but that’s what brings us closer! Home is where my heart is.