A Home Is Not A House

A home is a place that is loving. A home is a place that is lonely. I see my comfy cozy bed when I lay on it. I taste my parents' yummy cooking and the food melting on my tongue. I touch my beautiful moms hair. I hear my moms beautiful voice. I smell my sister's strong body mist. I enjoy seeing the sun go down with my family. I love spending time with my family. I love and love and really love how my family supports me when I'm going through hard times. I love how my family laughs,enjoy time with each other. My dad makes money to make sure we can pay the rent and cares about us and makes jokes. My family are who they are and will always be by my side and others. I will always support my family because I love them so much. A home is a place that is filled with happiness. Always love your family.