Home is a Feeling

When I enter my home, I feel like I have entered the most coziest place on earth. I smell the food that my mom makes for me with her loving hands. I see my brother waiting for me to play games and share our feelings. I always look forward to watching television with my family and laughing at the funny scenes. Though mountains hold my wonder, home holds my heart. I feel loved, cared and always happy in a place called home. My home is filled with colourful pictures that remind me of the happy memories that we have spent together. Home is where you have spent every minute with your loved ones. For me, home is not just a building made of bricks, but every brick represents each feeling.