The Happiness of Home

My home feels like comfort, love, and patience. My home means safety, excitement, and fun. The smell of yummy salam de biscuiti from my parent's home country warms my heart. The magic of home bewilders me with everything it comes with, the family, the dog, and of course the roof and happiness all around me. The memories to remember and the ones that will be made excite me. Everyone deserves a home, A place to live out loud, love life and relax. When I think of home only happy thoughts come to my mind, Waking up to a warm, comfy bed, a furry, adorable puppy and a pink sunrise. Being on my couch with my family after a long day at school, and going to sleep with a smile on my face remembering my day and all the laughs and smiles of everyone around me. That is the meaning of home to me.