Back to My Home

The second I step into my nice and cozy home, my little niece comes running into my arms as fast as she can. All this joy only happens in my home, and this is the home I own. The sweet and fragrant smell of the chocolate, drizzling down onto the baking pan. The sizzling sound of the pan, and the smoke floating through the air. It was supper time, sitting on the cold chair, enjoying the nearly perfect food, I knew that this is the home I own. My niece, who is sitting beside me, was having a really fun time splashing her hands in her food, but my older sister did not get mad, neither did any of us, we all just laughed and smiled. After dinner, was movie night. We popped some popcorn and peppered the food and drinks we were going to eat, but of course, not right after dinner, ‘cause we already had cake and some cookies which my mom baked for us. We chose to watch the movie Narnia 2 since we already watched it before and wanted to watch it again. While we are watching the movie, I know that this is the home I owned. After the movie ends, we have to go to bed. Along with my mom’s soft and gentle voice, was my niece’s cooing and going, "Oh ,what a wonderful day it is!” I thought to myself, “With all my family, I could not feel any safer.” All of these are unforgettable memories of my enchanting home. I would not want to forget any of these memories, it was an awesome night. This is the home I know and the home I’ll always have. This is the home I love. I love my home.