My Home

For me home is somewhere you can be completely accepted. Home is somewhere you can share what you think. Home is somewhere you can eat natural food. At my home I can see and smell my mom`s flowers and the sunshine in the morning. I can hear the beautiful but really irritating birds that wake me up. Home is fighting with my sister and my dad every day. Home is not only a material place, It is somewhere where you can have a peaceful day.