My Beautiful Home

When I think of home I think of my family. I also think of soft cuddly teddy bears. I can also smell my mom’s amazing cooking and the love she puts in it. I love playing video games with my brother. I want a home not a house. A house is just four walls and a roof. But a home is where my family is, where the love and support in my family is. But home is the best place that I can go and be. When I think of home I think of listening to Taylor Swift music dance and have fun. At home sometimes me and my brother fight. But sometimes we have fun. When I think of home I can feel my soft, cuddly, warm bed at night. I also think about my beautiful loving family, especially when they come to say good night to me when I am in bed. I can smell fresh baked cookies just like the ones I make with my mom and dad. When I think of home I think of the love, support and hope that my family gives me. When I think of home I think of a soft warm hug. I also think of love and kindness. When I think of home I think of somewhere where I can be crazy, creative and be myself. I love spending time with my family having game night or movie night. When I think of my home I think of a safe place where bird’s chirp really early in the morning. My room is where I can keep all of my memories. When I think home I think of having a fun party. Home is like a pot of gold at the end of a rainbow. Home is where the heart is.