My Home!

My home is where I can get cozy with a blanket and sleep tight on my big comfy bed. The smell of homemade rice and curry soothes me and helps me to sleep. A house would definitely not have the smell of rice and curry. In my home the next morning would definitely be an amazing day, because my mom and dad give me a beautiful warm hug. My house is what I can see. It is a huge building that stands still all the time. My home is swooshing around because we jump and dance to the joyful music. My home is where I speak my language. It is very interesting, lovely, and entertaining. My home is where I feel the breeze of the fresh, sunny air. A house has windows but the light comes from the smiles and laughter from the home. When a house is made a family’s love makes it home. My home is where my friends come to meet, have parties, and share a table to eat. My home is where I expand my knowledge books, study and read fiction books. My home is where my string lights help my fear of the gloomy, black, dark out there. My home is where I paint away unaware of the used up time. My home is where I will spend my life learning new things.