What home means to me

My home is not a building, it is a feeling. In my life I feel welcomed into my special place ( my house and my friend’s house ). My home is a place where I feel welcome and safe. It is also my cozy bed and my memories that have approached in my life experiences. When I see my warm bed I 'm tempted to jump right on top of it and snuggle myself under the covers. I know that my home is safe and me and my family will always be together. You might also have a home. Maybe your home is a place like your house, a friend’s house, or a place like the park. I enjoy it when my Mom cooks because when I come downstairs from my room I smell some tasty food. Sometimes I smell breaded chicken, and buttered noodles that smell like professional cooking. I also enjoy it when I taste the delicious food from my mom and when I have sight of it. When I'm hanging out with my friends I feel safe and when I feel safe I like to PARTY!!! Together we play games and make each other laugh. I also like listening to music and hearing all of the trees sway in the wind beside each other. How do you feel at home, and where?