What home means to me

To me home was not just somewhere you just eat, sleep, and play. To me it means love, family, and safety. Home is where I get warm loving hugs when I get home from school and the love of my mom and dad tucking me in at night. The love when my cat is waiting for me at the door when I go somewhere. The feeling of my cat banging his head on my face and laying on me. To me love is part of home. Family is what makes me feel at home. My little brother is becoming a lot more nice to me and since he has been nice we have a lot more bonding time. Also with my big brother he is really funny and also getting a lot more nice to me. My dad is the best dad ever. He is nice, funny and has a nice personality. My mom is the most amazing mom ever. She gives me hugs all the time when I get back from school. She has a kind heart and she is very nice and funny and helps me when I am sad and with anything I need help with like homework if I need help with it. Laughter is when my friend says something funny and all of us laugh or when my cat gets scared by a loud noise and he jumps up really high and it is so funny. Or when I watch a funny movie or a funny noise and look online and seeing a meme. Or a funny picture of a funny baby with funny hair and you show it to your friends and they laugh really hard with you. That’s why home is not just a building.