Home Isn't Just a Building

Home isn’t just a building, it’s a place I feel welcomed. Every day I come back from school, my mom greets me with dinner. I smell the amazing food my mom is cooking in the kitchen, and it makes my mouth water every time. Home isn’t just a building, it’s a place I feel supported. Even though I sometimes come home mad and frustrated, and I throw my backpack hardly on the floor. My parents still love me and care for me. Home isn’t just a building, it’s a place where I feel comfort. The scent of the pine needles rushing out the second I open the door, or the warmth of the fire flickering in the fireplace. The coziness will always make me feel comfy. Home isn’t just a building, it’s a place I feel welcomed, like the amazing food waiting for me in the kitchen. It’s a place I feel supported, like my parents that love me and support me whenever I need help. It’s a place I feel comfort, like the warmth of the fire and the amazing scent of the pine needles. Home is a place full of love.