What home means to me

I can be myself and not feel scared. My home feels like a warm place and a thankful roof, but it's not because I have heaters in the house. It is because the people who live in my house make it a home. My home smells like my big bro and my mom's perfume. I feel like my home is different in a lot of ways than others because my mom cooks with love for me and my big bro. Even if my mom is sick she always cooks for us. When my mom is at work my big bro cooks or orders pizza for dinner, and I enjoy it when he takes care of me because we do a lot of activities such as walking in the park, playing video games or watching Netflix. When I have a bad day at school my mom helps me feel better. Also, my big bro helps me to feel better when I arrive home. I love my big bro because he helps me do my homework when he can, and he tickles me. I love my mom because she works so hard to bring food to the table and for my clothing. I would like to go to Hawaii because it is my favourite place in the world. But if I was going there without my mom and big bro, I would fly back home. I love my home because it is my home, not someone else. My home is my big bro and my mom. I mean that my home is my family. I would like to win the Grand Prize to donate the money to the orphanage because the kids need a family and not a house. THE END!