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Home is the smell of melting cheese on my bread, and
It's the amazing sound of sizzling butter in the pan as Dad makes us grilled cheese sandwiches with love.Home feels like my cozy Stitch stuffy my parents gave me. It reminds me of love, so it reminds me of my parents and home.
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