Home

Ever thought of a house that's more than a house? Well that's mine. Always filled with love by my family, traditions, religious things. Always having fun with family and hugs and kisses are what make my home a home. First of all the memories are all special, even the tiny and big ones like getting good Christmas gifts or doing Diwali fireworks and New Years Eve are all special too but sometimes the tiny things like having our favourite food or having dessert are what make the biggest smiles. Second of all my family, I love my family. They love me too and have fun but we fight a lot but it's ok . All the times they give me hugs or get me Christmas gifts like the drone or the monitor are all special and make me feel special. Without them I don't know what I would do or what it would be like if they weren't there, so I want my mom and dad to stay forever but I know they can’t. They always get the best for me which I’m very grateful for and I love them very much.They also give me their food if I like and when I say “Are you sure” they say “I’m not hungry you have it” I know they want it, so I don't think I can ever repay them back. Things are peaceful whether I pray at the Mandir or Gurdwara or at home, good things come and I feel at peace and calm. Every Wednesday I go to the temple with my mom for Punjabi class but my dad is at work during class, I don't like it but it's worth it because I get the chai after and it's the best. In the end home is a place where I’m always loved and cared about, and the memories are what make my house a home and I will always belong to my home because I’m loved and cared about no matter what people say or feel.