A Family is What Really Makes a Home

The meaning of home to me is where my memories start. Home is more than a couple of walls. It's where I sleep and dream. My home means a lot to me. It's where I grew up. My mom and dad give me a lot like memories and toys. Home is special because I have had so many birthday parties with all my friends. Those are the memories I love to hold on to. My family does a lot of stuff for me. My mom loves me so much and she works so hard for me. She would give me the world. She feeds me and used to bathe me. She gives me a hug when I'm sad. She laughs when I'm happy. The best thing is when she gives her biggest hug and says, “You're okay. I'm here.” There’s a lot of houses around the globe, but a home is different. My mom makes me happy sad shares and makes memory's. My dad teaches me how to play sports like basketball, football, soccer baseball and many more. My dad shows me how to play video games, and he got me a PS5 and a PC. My dad always finds time to play with me. My sister helps me when I come home with homework. She takes me to McDonald's and other places. My sister will buy me anything. My Meme lives with us. She cooks and cleans. She does everything around the house and makes my favorite meal when I'm sad. She gives me surprises. She loves me the most. She would take a bullet for me and I love her. I will remember all the memories of when we talked together. Home is a place that we all grow up in. Home is everything. The people are what makes a real home. I love my home. My family is always there for me, and I will always be there for them.