This Is How Home Means to Me

This Is How Home Means To Me A home is not made out of bricks, it's made out of love. The decorations in our home are full of memories and celebrations.In a home the couch feels like a cozy marshmallow with hot melting chocolate. In our kitchens we see smiles and hear excitement. In a house it sometimes feels cold and lonely but in a home it is full of warmth and joy.Whenever i see a house i see bricks and a roof but if i see a home i see smooth looking trees with flowers And looks like a home made out of memories and love. A house is just a place where you might not feel safe but in a home you have love where you feel safe. At the dinner table I hear my family's laughter and at the kitchen I smell and hear the delicious sizzling pork. In the winter I feel like a warm hot chocolate with a blanket on my whole body. Whatever I celebrate at my home, I feel included in the family. We play games together and eat together. Whenever I watch the movies at my home I always get snacks and drinks so I can share it with my family. A house is giant but cold and empty and a home has furniture, memories, and warmth. Whatever it’s hot outside my mom will go make a pool and my dad will prepare a BBQ for our playdate with my friends and my friends parents. Whatever you’re in a house it’s just made out of bricks and has a roof but at a home it’s made out of care, love, and memories. In fall I like to make a pale of leaves and jump like a frog into the leaves and I also like to crush the leaves because they're satisfying. At a house u feel nothing and at home u feel like u have everything that u need which is your family’s love and care. Whenever I see my home I feel happy and warm, if I smell my home it smells like boiled noodles with broth. First you feel you're in a house but then once u get used to it now it’s a home full with warmth, cozy, love, and memories.