Home

Home means to be happy and maybe sad . To me, home is a place where you can be happy. When I think of home, I think about my brother making egg salad sandwiches. Home is not just a house, it is family. The best thing about my home is happiness everywhere. Home makes me feel bittersweet because I think of fond memories when I see my home. I feel safe at home when I smell the baking of my big sister . At home, I can always cry if I need to. Home is special to me because i have family there and they love me The people who make my home special are my mom and my brother and my big sister and finally the youngest sister One happy memory I have at home is when my cat did a backflip and my brother yelled TACTICAL MISSILE! At home, my family and I like to watch old movies like the never ending storyyyyyyyyy. A sound I hear at home is my little sister laughing my cat meowing and my dogs barking If home were a color, it would be orange like the sweet sun because every one is so happy and bright like the sun. If I could describe home in three words, they would be awesome, happy, and fun. Home smells like the hot chocolate that my mom made just for me. Home feels soft cat fur.