My Home is When...

My home is when… I smell my moms baked goods and sit down at the table to eat.home is where I could feel any emotions I want like sad anger, happiness and lots more.my room is not just a room it can be anything i want it to be. like when i was little i imagined it was a castle.Sometimes your room is not just to be happy maybe to be sad or angry or you cry in your bed in the sad times.the kitchen is when i sit down to eat delicious food that im thankful for.the kitchen is were i eat and i wish everyone could eat food cause some people can't .my fav thing to do is go to the valley to visit grandparents my grandma owns a bakery and i help out there.My cousin zoey works there but i just help out.when i'm in my room i feel like anything is possible.sometimes sad things happen like when your pet fish dies. But your home and family supports you.home is all of this combined.I have moved alot like to newfoundland or pei charlottetown but moving to nova scotia was the best.When I’m in my bed I watch horror youtube videos even though some scare me I know my home is safe.I've been in lots of apartments but this one is my home.