Home

When I get home I love the smell of fresh baked chocolate cake. My brother loves to bake. I adore when I get home to be welcomed by loved ones. Home is where I dream, I feel sweet,I feel me. Home is welcoming home is a place for you and me. Home is meant to be for everyone. Home is cozy, home is neat. Home is always nice but actually not very neat. Home is different wherever you go. Where I can watch my favorite show. But home is not just some walls, a roof and door. Home is a place of memories, emotions, love ,family and more. No one is going out the door. When I get home I see a smiling face. Home is a safe space to feel feelings your own little place. I feel free to let them flow when I get home . I see a waterfall of emotions. Everywhere you look there's motions. All families have commotion. Some people arent lucky enough to have a home. No place to roam. But I have my plce. My very own home!