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I am writing to you to tell you what the Meaning of home feels like to me. The meaning of homes means seeing my dog rush down the stairs with his bone being so excited that I'm home. He does this every time when I get home. Home also means smelling the wonderful smell of my mom's cooking when I walk through the door. When my mom is done cooking I get excited because I finally get to try her delicious food. I love when I get to cook with my mom because I get to try it out first. Home also means when my dog boomer is tired from playing outside for a long time. Then snuggles up against me and starts to sleep. Finally the last thing that home means to me is when I go to sleep and I hear the fish tank bubbling all night. That is what home means to me. For Habitat for Humanity.