Meaning of Home
When I think of home I think of my family and my nice warm bed.
My crazy brother and my mom and dad.
In my room I can play my music and dance when no one’s watching.
No one bugs me but my brother.
At night we have a yummy dinner that’s still war.(tacos are the best)
When we need to go to bed my brother will go first.
Once my brother is asleep it is my turn.
So my dad reads me some chapters of my book(we are reading Parvans journey the second book in the Breadwinner series)
And that’s what home means to me!