What Home Means to Me

Home isn’t just where I live. My home is where I grow. I grow taller and taller every day like a tree waiting to sprout. I wouldn't grow or sprout without my moms magical cooking. Whenever I’m sick, my moms sparkling chicken soup always makes my cough disappear. Whenever I see my dads car pulling into our driveway, I just know my day is better. I wouldn’t be alive without my parents. That's why I’m thankful for them. When I feel my moms hand reaching out to me in the mornings, it really calms me down. Our family is a beehive. We’re always busy left and right. I can always smell my moms wonderful baking from miles away. She makes the BEST chocolate chip cookies. When I hear my dad crying, I always go to comfort him! I also love to taste test all of my moms cooking, honestly so she knows she didn’t mess up. She usually never does. I wish my family never forgets how much I love them. My dog is a golden retriever. My cat used to hate her!! Now they are best friends forever. I wish animals could understand us. Whenever I get a scratch from my cat my dad always gets me a bandaid. I usually play fetch with my dog. She runs as fast as a cheetah. Whenever I try to give her a bath she always jumps out the tub. It's more chaotic with pets, but I do not care because I love my pets!! Although I had bad habits when I was young, now that I’m older and I have gotten through them all. Even though we get in some fights, I still will love my best, dear, and wonderful family all my entire wonderful life.