What Home Truthfully Means to Me

Home is our happy place where a house is simply a building. A house is nothing but a simple meaningless place it might not be meaningless to others but to some it might be. Home means love, hugs and kisses, movies, laughter and shelter and safety, a warm fireplace and homemade cooking. My home is special since my family is always with me. My home is special and loving because it has lots of laughter. In my home, we play movies and family game nights. We play monopoly electric that has special pieces and usually me and my dad wins. My home is full of love and my family always needs each other for shelter and survival. My favorite place in my home is my room since it used to be my grandpas before he passed. I have loads of memories like my first and second hamsters and my betta fish named Fred. I loved when my mom read me bedtime stories and sang me lullabies when I was little. When my second hamster first came to my home he was the cutest little fella. He was like a simple ball of fluff with legs. Unfortunately he passed and it hit me like a bullet since he would never bite. He would only bite if he was frightened so i held him to make sure he would calm down. He was the best! And now I have Apollo my new hamster who only bites when he's hungry.