A Home is Where Loved Lives

A home is a place where I feel happy, safe ,loved and relaxed . You know why? Because every time I get back home it snuggles like its a blanket. I smell my grandma’s delicious recipe spaghetti and meatballs. Plus you know why I feel loved it’s because my mom and dad kept encouraging me to keep up the good work for volleyball and also my sisters{Queenie and Stella} helped me practice for volleyball before and after tryouts and guess what … I made the team all thanks to my family, friends and teachers. Do you know what those little frames that hang on the wall or the pictures you see on your moms or dads phone? Those are memories that you will never forget about. Also a home is not about how pretty , good looking, how big the size is or the furniture . The only thing that matters is the people in there and the things that make you feel welcome and cozy. But this is what I am sad about... Some people don't have the same houses like us they have scary hurtful houses because their parents might be an alcoholic and drunk and there to scared to tell because they think that they will go to the adoption center. I feel so lucky that my home is filled with love, support and positive energy.