My Magical Home

When I walk into a house it’s never the same connections I feel when I’m at home. Home is an amazing place. Home is like sitting next to a burning fire on a cold winter day. Home is the warmth of my family; it’s the love that we have filled to the top. Home is not just four brick walls, it’s when my mom cooks delicious food, and when my dad play’s all his tunes. Home is where I feel safe, home is my happy place. It’s the memories that we share together. It’s a magical bond oh so strong that I feel I can do anything. I love my home with all my heart, and I think everyone deserves one, a home to call their own.