Home Is Where I Bloom Like a Flower

Home is love and family, friends, kindness and where I grew up. I have my food, bed, dog, sister, parents, happiness and safety. I have my backyard there at home, which is the thing I grew up with. My yellow swing and wooden monkey bars and my sandbox and also my trampoline. My garage contains my helmet I’ve been wearing ever since I learned how to bike without training wheels. Home is where I started and learned how to walk,talk,bike,eat,read,learn and write, there’s probably more stuff I’m missing! In the future I am probably going to still live in my house when I graduate high school and get my drivers license, and my own car! Family grew up with me in my home, my sister,my parents,my dog, and my grandma. But my home is also peaceful and filled with friendliness. Where I also have my laughters and fun times with my sister; watching videos that make us laugh and also makes an unforgettable memory. Homemade pizza and homemade cheese bread is what home smells like to me, that also tastes like love and sweetness curling up in your tongue. Home is filled with the noises of barking for the cause of my dog, and hammer slamming nails but is as loud as an elephant stomp. The house looking like a gigantic greenhouse and reality is my moms plants covering the house. Home for me is a big flower and I need to grow it by watering it with friends and kindness. Love and family is the sunshine for my flower, which you need a lot of for your flower. and the one to plant it all is; memories.