My Home

I am at my door opening the knob and my eyes amaze me. I blink to see if I am dreaming then I look around to see if I see a paradise. I look through the window to an amazing sight the snow all sparkling bright. All cozy and warm on my couch chilling and watching fortnight or watching anime. I am thankful for everything I got. I love mom and brother [don’t tell him] even if he teases me sometimes. I love my brother because he is my brother. He plays with me, he helps me when I need him most. I love my mom because she cared for me when I was a child. I love my home when I think I might lose it I start crying alone. Where kindness and love don’t cost a thing. When I think of home it never gets old. My home has been good to me now I wish for someone else to. I have many memories in my home they go on and do not end.