What Home Means to Me
When I get home I am loved by my mom.
My home means my privacy.
My home can be as quiet as a mouse.
When I come home I can smell Scentsy, because my mom has a Scentsy shop. My mom loves Scentsy just as much as me.
But I love her more than Scentsy.
My dad’s girlfriend has a baby bay. His name is Braxton.
Braxton means the world to me.
This is my crazy family.