Home

What Home Means to Me When ‘I think of home it is a safe and a warm place with people that I love in it. My dog has a soft pokey. Fur coat. And a slobbery face that greets me every single I walk into my lovely home. Home to me is sitting around the campfire. In my back yard. The melted marshmallows and the chocolate and gram crackers. It makes me happy. My family. Moms, dads, aunts, uncles, Grampas, grammas, laughing at family gatherings. The smell from the BBQ makes my mouth Water every time. My bed My silk pillowcase and my memory foam pillow on My bed that is what I think home.