What Home means to me:

Home means the world to me, it holds a ton of memories in these walls, like a lot of giggling and laughs. I will miss those times when I move away. If I ever felt lonely or angry, my little brother was always there for me, always making me burst out in laughter, and always caring for me. The food my mom makes for me is so delicious, it always make my mouth water! The texture, its smell, and its taste are always so good because they are made with love. I clean my room everyday, I’m keeping a part of my house well organized. I don’t want to forget the type of moments in a house in which I lived in for a long time. These things may be in the past, but I just won't let go of them. If I ever went on a vacation, I would think of my home, when would I go back? How long will it take? My home is something that acts like a paradise to me.