Home Isn’t Just a Word

Home isn’t just a word, it's like my own world. Where I can relax, be what I want to be and do what I want to do. It's somewhere I can just be me and not anybody else. When I'm having a bad day I talk to my mom, cats, or dog. When I'm bored my brother and I play games. When I'm sad I can hug something special to me like my twin teddy bears or my special dad pillow. Also, I can think of special times and memories. Home is like being cozy. It’s like reading a good book when it's raining or watching a movie late at night, eating popcorn with extra butter. When I get home from school I like to go downstairs on my gymnastics bar or roller blade. Sometimes my mom will come downstairs and watch. My home is my special place. Even if we move, it will be special to me with my loved ones around.