What Home Means to Me

A home is not just a bunch of walls and a roof, it’s a place where you feel welcome and safe. My kitchen is a room filled with love, food, smells, and aromas. My living room is where I can relax and watch movies with my family. My room is where I can be myself, sleep,and have fun. My mom’s room is where she can have her privacy. My mom’s office is where she can do her work. My basement is my brother’s dungeon but he loves his dungeon so he basically only comes out for food. My home also has a bit of heaven in it because someone I love is in heaven. Most of all, my home is where I feel happy. That is what home means to me.