What Home Means to Me

One of the things I love about home is the smell of home. I love the smell of breakfast in the morning when my mom is at home. She cooks pancakes, sausages and bacon. When I was far from home my stuffed animal would comfort me. That is because my stuffed animal was from home. There's a stuffy called Bun Bun and she is the most precious thing l have because I got it when I was one year old and I’ve had it since, and she lives in my room. My reasoning for why I love my home is because my family lives in it and It’s what I've been in for the last 9 or 10 years. The last reason is that my cat lives in my home. My brother is a bit annoying but he is the best in the world. My home protects me and my family from snow and rain. Our home is old and creaky, but I still love my home.