What home means to me

Home can mean a lot of things to many different people. Here is what home means to me. Home is where I feel loved, safe, and, free. I feel safe because we have security cameras that me and my brother make funny faces in to scar our parents when they look on their phone. I feel loved when my family and I have a movie night, and my dad always gets the best snacks for us. Home is a place where I feel free because I don’t have to be afraid to be myself. Home is a place where I have the most memories. Some good memory’s that I have are like the time when my mom put the New Year’s Chinese food in the oven to keep it worm well, we wait for our gusts to arrive, and then pre heated the oven to bake something, Or like when I repainted my bedroom with my parents. Another thing is the time when I was playing piano and my mom knew the song I was playing and started singing at the top of her lungs and it was not even the rite song. Home is also the smells and feelings of my home. Normally when I come home from school it smells like white vinegar and pancakes, but when I come home from a trip it smells like a nice candle. But the nicest smell in our house is when my dad cooks diner it smells like fresh fruit and spicy chicken, and it feels so warm and cozy, and I know its home. Home means a lot of things to me home is cozy, and worm and I always want to be at home, and home means a lot to me and my family.