My Home

Home means many things like friends, who you live with, what you do, a place where you feel happy, a place where you are loved, but personally home means to me my family, my sister and my dog. My family is a big part of my home because my family gives me things I need like my own bedroom with my own bed, clothes and toys. They also spend time with me doing things like sports, walks and other fun activities. In my family, I have a sister. My sister is marvelous and is always looking out for me. On the weekends my sister and I play board games like chess and “The Game of Life”. She is my built-in friend. In the end, my family is the best I could ever ask for. My dog is definitely a part of my family because he is adorable, mischievous and hilarious, but most of the day he is asleep. My dog's name is Honey, he is a Yorkiepoo. Sometimes we call him “Honey the Bunny”, because he looks like a bunny and he jumps like a bunny. Honey is mischievous because he tries eating things that aren't edible like wood, paper, cords and my stuffed animals. Every time I come home from school Honey always greets me and my sister when we open the door. Honey is a puppy and he is about a foot long, although Honey is tiny he has a very powerful bark that frightens bigger dogs. Ultimately, my home is amazing, it has everything I need to grow up with, it has people that love me like my parents, sister and even my dog. I am very grateful for my home. It is the best I could ever ask for.