Home is

Home isn’t just a place. It feels familiar and it is the people in my home like my mom, sister, and my sister’s hamster. Home is a place where sometimes there are arguments. It can be loud, quiet and at times it can be calm. I can hear my sister’s hamster running on the ground. At my home you can smell cinnamon buns cooking in the oven. Home is a place where you can love my mom's homemade soup and sometimes my mom puts potatoes. Me and my sister love my mom’s spaghetti sauce.