What Home Means to Me

This is what home means to me. Who is where I feel free to be me. How does where I can share laughter, kindness, and sadness in the air. Home is where I can sit in a chair and talk to my mom, dad, brother, or sister. Even though they make me mad but sometimes they're sad. I will always be there for them and I will feel bad if my brother is sad. If I annoy him, he might get mad. Now, we are at my mom. She is the nicest, kindest person in the world. Finally, we are at my dad. Normally, he sits on the couch and looks mad.