What Home Means To Me

For me home is not a structure or a place where we live. Home is a place where were filled with thoughtful memories and express our joy and laughter that we'll never forget. Home is filled with warmth, family and memories. My family makes me feel at home that matters. Every time I step foot in my house I feel warm. It’s the feeling I get when my dog barks and jumps on me and when my mom cooks me some warm spaghetti. I just smell how good that parmesan is. I feel joy when I snuggle with my dog and feel her soft fur, it makes me feel warm inside. I feel warmth when it's bed time and I feel warm when I'm at home. Home is a place filled with memories that builds chapters in life that will not be forgotten. Stuff like going tubbing with my family, watching the Jays games with my family. And we swam every once in a while which brought me a lot of memories. Or when we were younger we built forts in the forest next to our house. Stuff like that makes me feel at home. Family is what builds the house that we live in. My family is very kind,and grateful for everything that comes. My brothers are,Ethan and Matty,Ethan is 12 years old playing hockey, Matty is 14 playing hockey too. And I'm 11 playing baseball. And my mom and dad are very caring and respect anything that we want to do. We usually watch the Jays games together as a family. And we used to go into the pool together. Family is what builds home. If I didn't have those we would not have a home to remember.