Home

My home feels like love when my moms bakes or cooks love fills the air when I smell the food. Love is like a warm soft welcome of hello welcoming me into my house. Love feels like a night with a movie when I get to pick ahh the joy of the feeling when it is finally my turn. Watching the movie almost drifting off but I'm staying strong trying to go to the end of the great movie. My home feels happy with all of the kids that come to the day home ready to play. They ask for me all day long so my moms says they don't have to worry he's coming soon. Some of their names are Eddy and Gemma or what about Ada, June to all of those kids but it's just a few. Home is where my family is always soaring on planes but it’s fun seeing the world. My family goes to Disney world. It was fun. One of my favorite parks was Epcot. You travel the world by just cruising through. Mexico is another place we've been to. It's beautiful there except for the salt water that gets in your eyes. And Arizona last but not least we went to this piano restaurant. It was really fancy. The best part was when we went to the pool. It was really fun. But that is just a few places we have been. My family loves hockey so when our team plays, we jump on the couch ready to watch the game when the Oilers score. The scream of excitement is home to me, it does not matter where we are, our house, the farm doesn't matter. The feeling is in me. I carry that feeling inside of me.my friends are the people that I can solve a problem with. It does not matter where we will stay until that problem is solved. Friends are like family there to help you will probably play with your friends then family because your friends just get you more. Home to me is a warm fire in front of me heating me up when I get cold. If home was a feeling it would be warmth because nothing is better than resting in bed. If I could, I would sleep in there forever. My home is the place in front of the fire ready for the heat to embrace on me warming me up so then I get my soft extra mattress