My Home Is

My home means loving, helping, and laughing and sometimes it sounds like a noisy machine. Loving is for my parents who are proud of me. Helping is for my mom or dad helping me with my multiplication (only the difficult ones that are hard for me). Laughing is for my little sister making me laugh sometimes. I think that my sister will be a joker in my home. A machine is for when my mom makes samosas, and she is making the filling because she needs to use the mixer. The mixer is LOUD, on the other hand my little sister is watching tv while playing with her toys, and when I watch tv she always annoys me all the TIME. When those noises get together, they make a loud machine noise. My home smells like pizza, because we buy pizza, or my mom makes homemade pizza. My home feels safe and cozy. Cozy feels like me at home with my family on my couch with my blanket and drinking warm milk and eating cookies. My home feels safe, because my family is with me. We laugh, talk, play and watch tv together. I love my home.