What home is to me

My home is not just a building made of bricks with four walls and a roof. It’s a place of fun and laughter too. Home is a place where I can feel safe, where I come home to feel my mother’s warm embrace . Home is where I smell the delicious aroma of my grandma’s famous red soup, where I sleep soundly with my favorite teddy waiting until it’s time to get ready. Home is where I spend the weekends, when I sleep until the mornings end. Home is where I spend Christmas holidays cuddling and baking wonderful pastries with my loving family. Home is my favorite place to stay, for it is where I like to play the most exciting games of monopoly with my competitive family. Home is where I spend the long summers and cold winters, all cozy and comfy, getting ready for the Christmas season. Home is a place where me and my brother will always fight, but we also always know that we will defend each other no matter what happens. That is my home, a place that I will never leave, a place where I will always be. No matter what happens.