Home

To me, home means my grandma’s house. It means love and joy from the comfort of home. A house has four sides, a door and a roof. As for a home, it has love, comfort, and joy. Home also means the smell of my grandma making traditional food for me. It also means watching movies with my family on movie nights. Home means fooling around with my grandma and both of us laughing until there are tears in our eyes. Home means to be able to feel safe in the place you are with no worries or troubles in your head. It means the feeling when you sit on the couch and stretch out your legs. To be able to eat whatever you want, do whatever you want, and most importantly, be whoever you want to be. Home is a magical place. You just have to find out what it means to you, and this is exactly what it does mean to me.