What Home Mean to Me

Home is where my heart lives. It looks like a museum made of love. Home is a happy embrace and home is a special place. Home is a warm place that gives. It feels like it fits like a nice glove. I play with my sister So, we got out the games to play colorful twister. Home is where our memories are. It sounds like my little sister laughing. I also can hear the piano playing and sometimes I try to understand what my baby sister is saying. Home is a place that smells yummy. It tastes like baked chocolate chip cookies. I really like eating blueberry pie, but I mostly like drinking sweet chai. Home is a place where I feel happy. It smells like sugary cinnamon buns. Home also smells like hot baked brownies, and pie that is warm from Downey’s Home is love.