If there was one place that was my favorite place it would be called home. Its where memories happen. It’s like I’m on a vacation. The water in the bathtub running down my feet and the food running free out of my mouth onto the smooth table. I can pick what I wear and sometimes I even wear my costumes from the past. I can play all I want and play video games to settle me down and with my Rubik’s cubes that frustrate me when my sister messes them up. A home is a place where I watch my mom bake fresh cookies and watch my dad work on his car or van and watch tv. Home is the best place to be.