Home isn't Just a Building, it's Life

Home is a place where I feel loved. It is a place where my mom is always up for a hug, and my dad is always wanting to spend time with me. My sister is always doing things that make me laugh. She gets on my nerves sometimes, but I still love her. Home is filled with love. Furthermore, home is a place of comfort. Every day when I come home, my dog is there. She has dark blue eyes and grey fluffy hair. She is a mini–Australian Shepperd. Whenever I feel down, she is always there to comfort me. She is my emotional support animal. Home is a place of comfort. Additionally, home is a place of smell. One of my favourite things to do with my mom is make pancakes. My favourite part of it is when we are done and serving them. Every time I smell them, they remind me of all the hard work we did to make them. It is the same as my mom's cooking. Every time it reminds me of all the hard work she did to make it. Home is a place of smell. In conclusion, home isn't just a building; it is life. I don't know what I would do without my home.