What Home means to me

When I think of home, I think of my mom and sister. My mom always loves me by giving me hugs, taking me tobogganing and doing other fun stuff. She cares for me when I’m sick and feeds me food. My sister is annoying sometimes but most of the time she is kind and caring. We play with toys and if I get hurt, she makes sure I’m okay. The smell of the food my mom cooks reminds me of my home. The feeling of my bed and couch reminds me of home.