What Home Means To Me

What home means to me. Home means to me family, I love them so much they're so sweet to me. My best friends when I'm not happy, they try to make it up to me They're so kind to me I love them so much. Cousins are so kind they are my best friends as well. I love my aunt so much she's like my mom. My niece and sister. I have one sister she's so kind to me she loves me so much and I love her back. My niece loves to colour so much. Whenever she comes over, I give her my colours and she does not like to colour on paper, instead she likes to colour on walls. Her mom buys her a lot of colours. Whenever she does my sister's walls, her apartment is a mess. My grandparents, two of them passed away and also my grandma. I have one grandpa that still did not pass away, but before they passed away they talked to me every single day. They were so nice to me, I have still one that's living. He talks to me every single day when I lived in Jordan. I'm not from Jordan but I used to live in Jordan. In Syria, there was a war so I went to Canada. I live in Canada, but before I did, I used to call a tangerine an orange and an orange a tangerine. I still call him everyday. I hope you enjoyed my writing from Hla.