It is not a home until you make it yours…

To me a home is where you spend time with family and ones who love you. It is a place where you feel safe, a place you go to when you are scared or sad, and it makes you feel better being there. A home is not just four walls it is a place where you can go to sleep knowing that there are no monsters under your bed. You feel good when you walk in. My home feels like a home because, my mom and I painted the door in my room with abstract flowers and my name on it. I have all of my LEGO (it is my BIG hobby). My dad and I will play Mario and laugh so many times. We eat home cooked meals all the time, my favourite is home made meal is pizza, and some times my Opa comes over to have supper and brunch with us, he lives right beside us. We play games after dinner, laugh, and have delicious desert. We live in a place that is serene. We live on a lake and we have a trail that leads to my uncle’s house. My bunny lives out side and, in the winter, I build a snow fort with my Opa and we let my bunny hop around in it. I feel happy coming home to and it is inviting every time I walk in.