Home

Home is where you smell fresh cookies out of the oven or perhaps the smell of burnt cookies as the whole family rushes to the kitchen because no family is perfect. The scent of homemade meals sitting on the table. If a home were a taste it would taste as sweet as an ice cream sundae with chocolate syrup, colourful sprinkles and a cherry on top. Home is a soft feather or perhaps a cute purring cat waiting for you to pet. Home is where the sound of my little brother yelling when he is excited. The busy sounds of talking and laughter. The sounds of my dad making dad jokes. The sound of tears because we trust our family so much that it feels safe to cry. Home is the sound of “I love you “ at night when I am kissed goodnight. Home is my family playing games at the table for a games night. Playing in the backyard with my friend or dog. Home is where cuddling up and watching a movie with pizza on Friday nights. Watching a sports event and cheering on my family's favourite team. Home is where the sight is so beautiful that it could be a building, person, or family. There really is no image for it of what a home truly can be to someone. Home can be one special person, a huge family, a pet or a place. There is no price on a home. For a house is only the building. It is the feeling that makes it home. I will always have a home in my heart and love the feeling of home. I hope everyone can find what makes them feel at home.