Home is Special

For me, home is when I walk in the door and my mom scares me and I jump as high as a bunny! Home is when I run up the stairs and my little sister gives me big hug like a grizzly bear. Home is when I smell the freshly baked bread coming straight out of the oven and it tastes like happiness and smooth butter. Home is when I go outside and make a snow fort with my brother and sisters, and we come inside with rosy cheeks just like a rose, we sip our hot chocolate like its coffee. Home is where I spend lots of time with my friends and family. Home is when I get in my cozy warm bed and my mom comes to snuggle me. Home isn’t where I don’t feel safe, home is where my heart and family is.