There’s no place like home

When I look out my window I see houses lining the streets. Though none of them are as welcoming as my home is to me. None give me the same joy I feel jumping on my trampoline, or wandering the halls, or watching TV. Because to me, there is no place like home. No place that can lift me higher than the clouds when my spirits are down. Home is a place where no matter what happens, good feelings are all around. Home is not just a building, or just a space. It is a place where all your best moments and memories can never be erased. The childhood art on the fridge feels more valuable than gold, and beating my brother in basketball will never get old. I cherish every moment I spend in this place I call my own. Because honestly, there's no place like home. Home is the laughter we share when we gather around the dinner table everyday. Home is the sweet aroma of fresh cookies straight from the baking tray. Home can light up my day even when stars twinkle in the sky. Home is filled with all the happiness that no one can buy. Home is a family movie night while my dog is trying to eat the snacks, or me, reading in my room while petting my cats. Will I move homes? I don’t know, time will tell. But right now, I would not trade home for anything else. Even if other homes are not like mine, I think we can all agree. There is no place like home, especially for me.