Sweet Sweet Home

I love my home; all my memories are made there, like my first ice cream or my first happy smile. Where I feel loved and good about myself. Where I had my first pet and favorite toy and all my awesome brothers and my mom and dad. When I walk in my home my worries wash away. I can dream of happiness and sunshine. When I walk past another nice house, I think it's cool, but it's not the same when I walk past my own home. I have a big family but that doesn't stop me from having the best home ever. I feel great that I have a home of my own. My home is a great place. Some home people think a house and a home are the same. I think not. Some of the differences are a home is where you sleep but a home is where you dream. When you walk in a friend's house you don’t get the same feeling of when you walk in your home. It's way different. In my house if you walk in around Halloween, you will smell sweet pumpkin pie and freshly cooked pumpkin seeds. At Christmas there will be a nice winter feeling. The best feeling of all is just feeling loved.