One small word but one big meaning

A home is a place deep in my heart and memories, it is like a protective headquarters for me, it feels like a warm hug wrapped around me one that never leaves me it feels when ever I come to my home it is like a welcoming smile that brings me laughter. My home is like the keeper of smells. Different smells fill my heart like the smell of bacon in the early morning and the smell of cake and cookies in the late afternoon. As the different pictures hang on the wall it seems to bring me memories of the past. My home’s walls are like a video clip of my whole life. Every time as the morning sun rises the place is calm like my home can read my mind .It’s like my home is the safest place to be, it has all the things I need to survive and it is everything to me this is why I will never leave it. I know it has feelings and someday it will be somebody else's home.