What a Home Means To Me

Living in a home, feel like a safety dome. Old peoples’ houses smell not that great, They kind of smell like a moldy date. My parents ask me how my day was I say “It’s history, but tomorrow is a big mystery.” Up in my room playing on my phone, My dad says “That’s enough screen time” in a nice tone. Coming down the stairs ready for dinner, Look to my left and I see my amazing brother. He’s playing with his toys, In the living room watching 100 girls VS boys. My mom says dinner time, I think the dinner table is a place to combine. After that I play with my dog, We get along like two bumps on a log. In my pjs ready for bed, My brother comes to say goodnight and he’s in all red. Sometimes a get to have a movie night, And other nights going to bed is a fight. In the summer I get to stay up late, That put me in happy state. Outside on a summer night watching the fire glisten, Playing games talking and just listen. Laying on the damp grass watching the stars, Thinking you can see planets like mars. Thank you for hosting this competition And donating money And building houses for people In need of shelter.