My home

A house is important, it has walls and a roof but a home is where love is spread. The smell of cooked bacon and eggs with fresh bread in the morning. The sound of laughter and music is the best thing to wake up to. At home I feel like I matter to someone rather than just being there alone. Memories are made daily which will stay with me forever. In my home I spend time with my family and friends. This is where we play games like laser tag, twister, cards and mini curling. We also have dance parties, build pillows forts and have tickle fights. I wish that everyone could have a home like mine which is made up of my dad, my mom, my sister and I. I am thankful for the home I get to live in and the family I get to have and share my home with.