My Home

My home is where I've grown from the day my mom and dad brought me home from the hospital as a tiny baby. It's a place where I feel comfortable to be myself and share my feelings. In both houses, I feel safe from the wind and rain. When there's a blizzard, we make a fort or go outside and play. When I shoot pucks, I sometimes shoot them at the walls by accident. When I have a good shot, my dad gets happy and that makes me happy too. When I play with my friends, I love how all my friends are so nice and helpful. When we go out outside, we all find something to do or find something I never even knew we had. That is why I love my back yard. Sometimes when I come home from school I smell something on the stove or on the oven. I always walk in and say “who’s cooking something?” because it smells so good. When it's night time I say good night and my mom or dad says “goodnight sleep tight dont let the bed bugs bite”. Then they go to bed too. That is why I love my home.