Home Is Something Happy!

Home is family pets and most of all love. Home is something that not many people have, we should be grateful to have a home and a roof over our heads. Home is love, family, friends, pets, food, heat, and more. I love coming home from school and watching tv with my dog Cody and my cat Rio and loving them till they run somewhere else away from me. At home I smell the amazing food being cooked. Everyone should have a place or a spot to call home. I love my home because I get to spend time with my family. Home has more meaning than a house. Home is growing up and celebrating birthdays with family and friends. At home people pray for their loved ones to make sure they are safe and sound. Home is a place to make memories with family. Home could be a friend’s house or a grandma and grampas house. A house is not the same as a home. Homes are meant for love and that’s what makes them a home and a home full of memories. I love my home and my family. My home has more memories than I can remember, two memories I remember is the day we got Cody and the day we got Rio. That day when we got Cody and Rio was the best. My home where I grew up was really my grandparents’ house, but we bought it off them and I love it there. Home is spending time with family. Home is where people love you for who you are. Home is where you dance around listening to music with your family. I love playing cards with my mom, making memories, I love my home and my family. You should to!