My Home.

My home,my home is where I feel comfortable and where I can be myself. My living room is a place where my family can get together. My mom and dad always hold meetings there because sometimes my siblings have a bad grade so we try to get my siblings or me to get better. My mom or older brother sometimes teach me how to do math. I'm kinda struggling with math. Most of the time my family has family time we play games or watch a movie, or sometimes my family looks at my baby pictures. My family makes so many memories together. One time in the kitchen me and my mom were baking a cake for my brother's birthday and all of a sudden the batter splattered all over the place. My mom and I went crazy. It was full of memories especially when i tried to bake it was so dry. Me and my sister share a room,sometimes when it's the weekend she stays up late. Whenever we get hungry we sneak down stairs and get a snack . My sister means alot to me not just the memories but the personality and she always has my back and I always have hers. Home is not just a place its the sweet place ♥️