My Meaning of Home

My home is filled with laughter and jokes and arguing about dinner. But the tension never lasts for long, and we are always having fun. We may not go on vacations or stuff like that but that does without the vacations but when I'm at my dad's I can talk to my grandma, and grandpa but every Sunday I must go home to my annoying brother who throws pillows at me and other stuff. My brother is an annoying teenager who thinks he is cool but hashtag he is not my brother is the most boring and uncool brother ever. Ok so enough about my brother now about my mom, my mom is the kindest person I know besides my grandma. My mom is funny but also stern but I still love her no matter what. my dad is funny as well, but my mom is the better parent, but I love them both. No home is a house, but it can be if you feel safe in the house then it is both. The end