Home

In my loving cozy home where joy fills the air, we gather together showing how we care. With my mom, dad, siblings, and grandparents around, in our home love is always found. In the kitchen where meals are made every night, my mom makes them taste just right. I talk with my grandma about school in her room. We watch TV, I love how she spends time with me. I help my grandpa do the cheques for our store, we count, divide, calculate, and more. My family and I have had many moments together at home. I‘m so thankful I'm not alone. I experienced many emotions at home like happy, sad, and mad and such, but my home fixes it with one touch. Home isn't just a place with stuff, it's filled with love and comfort, that's more than enough. Home is where we laugh and stories are told, hugs and kisses when you're scared and hands to hold. Home is a space, nowhere can replace. Everyday so many conversations are heard, it’s more than just one word. If i had the option to live in my dream country forever i would say “my home is enough, so no never”. My home has my family which means the world to me, if they were not here i would scream. Whenever I'm sick my grandma gives me a hug and tea in my mug. Home makes me feel so free, like a special place made for me. It's where I run when days are too long, my home is where I belong. My bed is so comfy, the pillows make it fluffy. But home is more than what we see, its family, love, care, and memories. No matter where I choose to roam, my heart will always call it home.