Meaning of My Home

When I think of home, I think of safety, peace and love, that’s what I care about the most. When I enter my home exhausted and tired, I see my family happy to love me, which is what I require. I smell delicious food cooking in the kitchen like fried chicken, hamburgers and fries that are all my favourite. I taste all sorts of food because I’m not greedy. I am grateful for everything my parents give me. I touch my soft comfy pillows, turquoise-coloured blankets and my large, fluffy sofa that all make me feel like home. I think of memories that fill my life with happiness and how the days passing by I get more time to spend with my family. I have tons of memories of my old home, like when we celebrated my birthday and the day when my baby sister was born. I will always remember those memories and carry them wherever I go and never forget about all the fun we had. The best thing about my home is how neat it is and organized, my family makes it beautiful with pictures and multi-sized frames Sadly some people can’t afford that, so I’m grateful for myself and my family. No home is perfect when it’s flooded and has mess, this doesn't make it less. I wish everyone had a pretty home so they could live a happy life together, not alone. I wish everyone had a home because then they wouldn’t have to sit outside begging for money or help. My whole house is a special place and I don’t even care how big or small it looks, at least I have a place to stay and live. My home protects me from whatever is about to happen like a blizzard or a thunderstorm.