Home

I know I’m home when my dog is sitting on the window bench looking for someone to come in and play with him. When I’m home, I go to my living room and find my favorite spot on the couch. I look up at all the memories on the wall. I will go outside and see my brother walking home. I will play with my dog and brother outside. My brother will make me feel happy about who I am. I know I’m home when I make lots of food with my family. Home is like a chapter book. Each day is like a chapter, bad or good, exciting or sad but it is a place that will always be home. You can have happy dinner times with family. Home is a bundle of love and warmth, all cozy. Home is a place that you can feel, a place that is like magic. Home is everything. Home can be lots of things- culture and celebrations. Home is a part of your life. Life is a home.