A Home I'd Call Home

To me, home means a safe haven, my comfort zone. I feel delighted by the presence of my family. My sister brings me endless entertainment with her by my side. She smiles a beaming smile, as I watch feeling a glow of pride. During dinner there would always be jokes being told. Nevertheless, the jokes would always be patrolled. My father would always make sure homework was done. Before free time such as gaming begun. My mother on the other hand always saw the bright side of everything. She’d always put on a humorous attitude anytime she saw a moment. Despite all that, there would always come conflict and disagreements. Of course, that wouldn’t get in the way of the relationship and achievements. There is never such a thing as being alone. But it's you letting yourself be hard as stone. Home is a place where you can seek refuge and support. That’s what home means to me.