My home

A home isn’t just a house, once you step on your doorstep You feel relaxed, calm, and relieved that your just home to finally just sit back and relax. A home isn’t just a place, the smell of my Moms baking when we finish dinner, and the warm embrace when i lay in My bed, and my mom kisses me good night, and says “sleep tight”. My home means everything to me, my home is safe, and my home is cozy, But some of my siblings are really nosey. When we sit in the living room we watch movies, and play games, and sometimes we Have little sleepovers. When i am at home i respect my home, i respect my home By cleaning up after myself, and my siblings. My home is the best, what about you?