Home isn't just a place

My home isn't just a place in the world. My home is a place where I always feel safe and loved. It’s a place where I can do what I want and people won't judge me for what I do or what I say . It's a place where I can come home from a bad day at school and just lie on my couch and feel like I'm on a big fluffy cloud moving in the wind. Sometimes I make a pillow fort and lie in it, once I fell asleep in it. Sometimes it is not the fort that makes me feel happy, it's just being in my house. My favourite time of the day is when I come home and see my dad sitting on the couch and after my mom walking through the door. It is just a gush of happiness rushing to me. It is the best thing ever. Sometimes I imagine my house hugging me when I'm in a blanket. It’s like I'm in a cage with a dozen puppies trampling all over me. My home is the most special place in the world because my home is where all of my memories are. One time when I was running I planted and got up and fell again to the floor. All I can remember is my sister laughing her head off. I have a lot of memories at my house and that's why I love my home . It’s a place where my family is and that's all that matters to me.