Home Makes me Happy

Home makes me feel happy because it reminds me of my family. The sight of my dad making steaks, ribs and burgers makes me as hungry as a horse. Also, the cheese on my dads homemade pizza melting in the oven exploding right in front of me like lava from a volcano makes me feel so excited to eat with my family. The smell of all the food baking and cooking that my mom is preparing makes my mouth drool like a dog panting on a hot day. I could feel all the amazing flavours melting on my tongue as I imagined eating everything in sight. Eating time in my family is very important because we are all together making food and listening to music. Home to me is also when my mom tucks me into bed at night with a big hug and kiss. Her touch makes me feel so loved and safe. Home is where I feel the most loved and cared. Home is not a place you live in for me, a home is having my family with me and around me and feeling love. As long as I have my family I am home and I am happy.