Home

Home is happiness home is love home is where you feel Safe. You can walk through a door and smell delicious cookies. Home is where you hear your dog barking. Home is where you can be yourself. At home you can have a roof over your head. Home is where you can hear laughing, fighting and yelling. At home you can eat your favourite meals. Home is where you can play games. Home is where you can speak your own language. Home is where you can celebrate your birthdays and traditions. Home is where you can be happy. You can have your own bed at home. Home is where you can have nice warm baths. At home you can get help by your parents. Everyone deserves a roof over their head and food to eat. Home is where you can feel welcomed and special. At home you don’t need to care about what people think of you. Home is where you can get some popcorn, relax and just watch a movie with your family. I love home because you can think about all your memories. When you’re walking home you probably never realize how lucky you are to have a home. Home is not just a house or walls or a roof it’s your parents, your pet’s and all your memories. I love home because you get to come home and warm yourself up. At home you can play sports in your backyard. Home is where you can play with your pet’s and your toys. You can get nice clean clothes at the stores, and you can pick whatever you want. At home you can learn. You can meet new friends and have sleepovers and playdates. That is my writing of the meaning of home.