What Home Means to Me

Home is a place where I can be me with no judgment. Home is a place where I feel.... Safe and comfortable, I feel warmer than fireplaces and happy, a place were I can be sad without any judgment. Home is a place where I can smell the yummy food getting prepared from a mile away, and I can smell my mom’s Dolce Gabbana perfume. Home is a place where I can hear my brother yelling at the tv. Home is a place where I hear laughter. Home is a place where I get nice warm food that my mom cooks like pizza, nachos, pasta, and more. Home is a place where my mom greets me at the door, and my brother acts like no one is here. I am so grateful to my family.