My Home Is My Family

The Meaning of home for me is to feel love when I come from school and enter my home, because I get to see my family and talk to them about my day. My sister most of the time runs to the door to open it for me. It is peaceful to draw and read in my home because it is quiet and calm. My parents support me when I feel sad or mad by telling me to read a book or play on the indoor bike. Furthermore, my home is nice, because there are not too many arguments, but rather discussions. My home is calm and there are many yummy dishes that my parents cook for me and my sister. The foods that we cook are delicious homemade burgers, tasty salads that are crispy and tangy and pizza that is super cheesy and saucy. Another thing I like about my home is when I sleep. It's super relaxing to sleep, because no one disturbs me. In my home, there are not too many distractions around like bright lights,colors and clutter. I have fun playing on my iPhone, Nintendo switch and paper made toys. Every evening me and my family talk and laugh together. Our rooms are super nice and beautiful because of styled beds, clean desks for us to do work. It's fun to play in my room. I am lucky to have a roof over my head. I am loved, valued and I feel safe with my family and beside them. No one will break me or my family apart. I am lucky to have a kind and caring family. I am very grateful for what I have. I LOVE MY HOME SO MUCH!!