Home by: Brooklyn Bates

Hi, what's up? My name is Alah, this is my journal. My old journal just got too old, so I threw it out. Now I have a new and improved one. Today I went to school, and we had a quiz, a question quiz. The questions were like what is your favorite color? or do you have a pet? All of them were easy except one that was hard, I never thought it would be a hard question, but it was, the question was what does home mean to you? I had to think about this question which is weird because I am great at everything not to brag or anything but I am. That night in bed I could not stop thinking about that question. The next morning, I woke up to snow outside and a lot of it, I went downstairs to ask my parents if it was a snow day but they were still asleep so I made some breakfast then went downstairs they were awake I asked them and they said “yes!” so I immediately went outside to play. Later my mom and dad joined me outside. We had tuns of fun, then my sister came out and I realized that home is not about the building, it is about being happy and being with my family.