What Home Means to Me

Home is like a kingdom with a wall of love surrounding it. In the kingdom there is everywhere you call home and everyone you meet. It smells like fresh baked muffins I help my mom make after school. You can see all my fun and tough memories. It feels like love from my mom, dad, grandma, grandpa, aunt, uncle, and all the rest of my family. It sounds like fun times with my family. So home isn’t just a place. It is a feeling. A feeling of love. So that is what home means for me.