What Home Means To Me

I love my family and home because I have such a loving family. They make me such good meals.They always help me no matter what. If I'm sad, mad, frustrated or if it's just with school work.They give me everything I need . We have all sorts of membranal photos that I will never forget. When I'm at my home it feels like I'm at a bank in a vault. A home isn't just a building; it's comfort, love, tradition and special food. At dinner I love listening to my family's stories. I love playing bored games and video games with my family members.we love watching shows and movies. At the end of a long day we all lay in my moms bed watching TikTok's. I have all of these wonderful toys. And my sister sometimes and she either colours with me or just throws the crayons at me.Im super thankful for all my meals, sister and family. I love my family very much. I have one cat. His name is duch he's a ragdoll and I love him very much. They buy me everything I need for work or entertainment. They always treat me with respect and kindness even on their bad days. And in the mornings they wake me up so nicely and calmly I try to return the favor by not getting frustrated or mad at them. They always take me to hockey and after practice or game they go all the way outside of my dressing room and say you did a good job or they'll congratulate me. And sometimes on there bad days i'll clean my room up,clean the living room and my sisters room and that's why home is so important and that's the meaning of my home.