My home where I Belong

My Home feels like a warm hug that never ends. One of the rooms I love is my bedroom. Where I dream big, small or even magical. I play and sing and unwind after a long day like sunrise on a sunny morning or the fresh breath of air at the beach. In my kitchen where we make long lasting memories all throughout the year is the aroma of freshly baked cakes that makes our whole house smell like it. where all the chaos turned into synchronized chaos. Where all your snacks are attempted my kitchen is where love, live and laugh. My living room is where my brother and I fight over the remote just because our shows are on. Where I squirm because the best part of the show is about to happen and then we are forced to go to bed early because we have school the next day. My siblings and I love him but sometimes it can be hard. We fight, we argue but after all of that I still love him. My family makes me feel like a never ending hug ,makes me feel like I can do anything in the world like I can anything in the world they empower me . Help by cheering me on when I am down. That's my home and I love it just the way it is.