MY HAPPY HOME

If I were to tell someone about my home, it would be my happy home. Because of the loud talks in the dining room with all my family members all talking together. It makes me feel included and very happy to talk with everyone. Home makes me feel safe and loved and calm. And the yummy food my parents make when I am sad. My parents make me happy, and I am grateful for having them with me. I am also grateful for everything they give me. They always make me very comfortable around them. And the yummy smell of the pancakes I make with my sister and pretend like my parents are in a hotel room. The loud “GET UP ITS TIME FOR SCHOOOL” always feels like it's an alarm for me to wake up. They appreciate me for what I do. Even though I try to make them happy they will always be happy for what I do, and I am happy that they help me and try to make me work hard and I am very happy for that. The warm and soft couch and the very soft pillows it feels like I am sitting on a cloud right now and that’s why I call it my HAPPY HOME!