A house can be a home but a home can’t be a house

My home is unique, everybody’s home is unique but my home isn’t a place where I just sit and watch T.V. It’s a place where I celebrate christmas, halloween and my birthdays. Whenever I walk into the kitchen I see my mom cooking nice warm soup or meatballs, it gives me a nice warm feeling whenever I walk in. In the afternoon I hear vacuums, dogs barking in the living room, cats meowing, screaming and music in the background. In my home I smell my dogs. But when I go to my friend's house I smell something different from my home and that is why everybody’s home is unique. I like lots of things in my home. I like the feeling of soft rugs touching my feet, I like playing with my brother in our messy rooms. But the part that I like the most is that when I walk in my home I recognize the smell, what I see and hear. Everybody’s house can be a home but their home can’t be a house.