What home is to me
My home is not just a building made of bricks with four walls and a roof.
It’s a place of fun and laughter too.
Home is a place where I can feel safe, where I come home to feel my mother’s warm embrace .
Home is where I smell the delicious aroma of my grandma’s famous red soup, where I sleep soundly with my favorite teddy waiting until it’s time to get ready.
Home is where I spend the weekends, when I sleep until the mornings end.
Home is where I spend Christmas holidays cuddling and baking wonderful pastries with my loving family.
Home is my favorite place to stay, for it is where I like to play the most exciting games of monopoly with my competitive family.
Home is where I spend the long summers and cold winters, all cozy and comfy, getting ready for the Christmas season.
Home is a place where me and my brother will always fight, but we also always know that we will defend each other no matter what happens.
That is my home, a place that I will never leave, a place where I will always be.
No matter what happens.