My Home

Home is my sister’s homemade cookies fresh out of the oven. Home is my family gathered around the table eating at Swiss Chalet. My family loves the smell of the fries they smell amazing . It’s a family tradition to eat there for big family gatherings and sometimes at birthdays. Home to me is safety, warmth and love. Big family movie nights and memories are made. Home is like getting hugged by a soft teddy bear. Moving away does not change the meaning of home. I moved to Fredericton a year ago and made new friends and now I live near my cousins.