My Home Will Never Be A “House”!

My home would never just be a “house”. Houses might seem like a home, but they’re not the same. My home is everything to me. That reason is because it’s where I live. Home makes me feel loved and appreciated in many ways. The sight of seeing my home fills me with warmth and comfort. Whenever my parents make food and give it to me, I taste the taste of their food that was made with care. My home smells fresh as lots of scents linger in the air. All I hear are voices from my TV and parents and my dog barking. But I love hearing those because I know someone is with me and that I'm always safe. My bedroom that I'm allowed to sleep in gives me the most privacy. I’m always going to be grateful for that. I love my home with all my heart because of my family and how peaceful it is in my home. I always feel joy when I'm at home because of the affection I get.