Home is a place where I can go

Home is a place where I can go. To eat and sleep and see my friends and my family. To watch tv and play games. It smells like my moms, but she sometimes says no and my brother buying rookie cards and my mom is cooking cookies filling them in are bellies. To pack my lunch bag. To play bored games with my brother dad and mom in my beautiful home. It feels like a cozy bed. To grow to my dad, so I am taller than him. But he sometimes gets mad. But my home is very cozy but I sometimes get nosey. And my parents are an a employee of their work.