My Home

My home is warm and cozy. When you come in, you are greeted with happiness, laughter, and always with a cup of tea. You will see soft blankets, hear good music, and smell yummy food. My home might seem perfect, but it isn’t. Like everyone, there is hard times (especially with my anxiety and my parents separated) My home is where my family is. My home is where my friends are. My home isn’t a place, it’s my friends and family.