Home

To me home is not just a thing. It’s a connection. It’s a feeling. It’s the birds chirping in the fresh morning breeze. It’s the fresh vanilla scent of my mom's baking. Or even just when I see the nice colours of flowers it reminds me of home. When I think of home I think of when I played at a park down the street. Or when you taste the butter on popcorn at the movies. Or even just a feeling of home. It’s when I play a game with your whole family and friends. Or just a family tradition like for me opening one present on Christmas Eve or even when my grandma tells me story’s of when she was little. To me my mom is a big person in my life because she is very supportive with all my sports, school and for anything I need support in. My dad is also another big person in my life because he gives me a lot of life lessons like how to ride a bicycle or learning math. This is what I think of home.