Home To Me

My home to me looks like a cottage, a log house, a cabin. My home smells like the maple candle sitting on the island. I love when my mom makes those delicious buns every Christmas and Thanksgiving. When I get In my bed every night I feel my cozy cotton bed sheets. My home is like a zoo because my dog makes it that way, Lola is always barking and sometimes as loud as a dinosaur plus my sister and I always have hockey so we are rushing around like a crazy hurricane. My favorite memory at my house is when we were building it and we blasted music and were playing in the dirt and sliding down the dirt like a slide. Something about my house that is unique is that under my back deck we have two swings that when my sister and I were little we would always go on and swing on them for days and days and one time the rope SNAPPED and broke and I hurt my butt. I feel like my home is more like a cottage and a house mixed together and I feel my home some days is as quiet as a library and other times as crazy as a zoo, but if I could pick one it would be the zoo.