Meaning of Home

Have you ever been to a lively playground where tons of kids laugh and play? That's what home feels like to me and here's why. My family makes my house fill with laughter and love. In the morning I can hear my siblings singing songs and I can smell the aroma of breakfast cooking. My dad plays monster and we play fight. I can feel all the love and forgiveness in my home. It is a sanctuary. My Mom makes me crack up when I'm doing homework and encourages me when I feel blue. The walls in my home contain all of the memories of my life. I can feel all of these memories. Some memories are of my dad cooking chicken wings. They are like a sizzling hot fire on an easy Saturday. The chicken wings are so sweet, sizzling, sour and fantastic. can't wait to see what my new house brings me !