My Home

Home isn't just a place where you do your homework, it's a place where you make artwork for your parents. After school, you go home and right when you open the door you can already smell a nice dinner made with love and shimmer. You enter your home, all thoughts go away,and all you think about is the next day. Playing with my brother, mother or my dad, brings me joy and other amazing feelings. I make my bed each morning so when I go to bed, there is a nice delight ready for me. My room makes me feel special on a whole other level. Every day I look forward to spending time with my mom and dad at bedtime. Every day is like a loop going round and round again, though every day might not be the same when it comes around again.