Home means to me
I am on the couch watching a movie at the cabin eating buttery popcorn with my mom and dad. Birds chirping in the early Morning. Me taking a ride on my bike riding it in the morning to my uncle’s trailer and hanging out and having a nice bacon and egg breakfast. Playing a board game like Uno with my mom or brother. Just being at the beautiful trailer with either parent and hanging out with my cool friends and cousin. Roasting nice crispy golden marshmallows on the red orange and yellow blazing fire. Chilling and swimming on the lake and jumping of the dock. Just getting ready for bed and talking to my brother. That’s what home feels like to me.