My Hug

When I get home, a warm greeting, a hug and a kiss is all I need . When I am home it feels so surreal it feels like I have everything I need. Home is… where I learned to walk and talk. home is… more than a place. It's the creak in the floor. Home is… even when it's empty, you still hear the laughter of family and friends. My hug is… with my brother playing and seeing him smile everyday. Home is… a place where I feel cozy. Home is… something you have to appreciate and love because home is something not everyone has . My hug is… my bed, my couch, and the roof over my head . My home is… at night watching movies with my mom and grandma or with my dad hanging out with him. My home is.. mom and dad. They are the most important to me because they love me and protect me and will always be there to encourage me and support me through anything. My home is… In the kitchen the smell of mystery, when I taste the food it's like history… memories of old traditions passed down: new life, dishes and Bahamian dishes all delicious. My home is…where I can be myself. I can be funny, sad, mad, happy. Home is a safe place. Home is my hug.