Home is a bright rainbow full of emotions

When I walk home all I see is a place I can relax. A house may hold memories but my home holds my memories, my feelings happy, sad mad feelings and memories a home holds memories from my brain. Home is train tracks and my brain is the train going through the train tracks full of love and memories. Walking through my home and smelling my moms roti makes my mouth water. My home is like no other. Home is not just a building, home is a temple which I love with all my heart. Waking up and hearing my mom yelling and birds chirping after hearing that there is no better music. Home is where memories are made, not just played. Home is the only place I clearly remember the way to because it's where I grew up. Home is where I spoke my first words home is where I walked for the first time. Home is the only place that makes me happy The sweet scent of home can't be beat because home is the only scent I like. Home is a second school but fun and the place i learned from others without them saying anything and home is the place i learn from mistakes the most. Home is a bright rainbow full of emotions. Touch/feel sight smell here at home is the best. That's why I want to help Habitat for humanity so everyone can get a home and live life. I am grateful for home so should everyone be. I love my home because every event in my family takes place in my sweet home. Home is where my heart is .