A Special Place

Home is a loved area where I get supported. When I take a step in my house first everyone comes and says hello to you. Take another step and you're in the living room where you watch TV or eat together. You can smell the fresh scent of food. I love when we have a family get together. We all play together, talk together and walk together. The house is a special place like a museum. What I mean is all the pictures on the wall. There are so many of them and some are very old. I just don't know them. When school is over, my cousins come over. I always smell the vegetarian food. For some people it might be non vegetarian, your stomach rumbling from the scent. Every summer me and my dad have a barbeque party with the whole family. We always laugh because we always make jokes together and it's very fun. Plus every summer we go to beaches with our other family members. We always have fun. To be honest, a house is a special place to all of us but not for everyone. Sometimes our house is filled with fights only, not peace. and some people have peace in their house. Home is just not a building, it is filled with love.