What my home means to me

For a lot of people, home is just a place or shelter with a roof and four walls. But to me, home is everything that I can ask for. When you go to work, school or vacation, for me the best part is coming back to my home/world. At home you have everything you need. You have things like food, water, clothes, family, and love. When I look at the pictures that are on the wall, I suddenly remember the fun times I had with my family. A home is where you grow up so even if you moved to another home it won’t be a home, it would just be a house. A home is where you have your family, where you have your childhood, where you make priceless memories, and where you grow up. To me a home sounds like challenging each other on games like carrom board, UNO, and chess. My home looks like fun, laughter, kind, and a little bit crazy! My home feels warm, cozy, and happy! A home is where you rest, eat, sleep and almost pretty much everything. In my home my mom and dad cook. My favorite food is butter chicken. My mom makes the sauce for the butter chicken and my dad makes the chicken for the butter chicken. My mom and dad both work very hard to make the money for my home. No child or adult deserves to live on the streets. Everyone deserves a home!