Where I belong

I think that home isn’t just a building. I think that it’s more than toys, beds, furniture or even books!! Home is a place where you make memories. It’s a place where I belong. It’s not just about the house it’s about the people there too, like those small memories when l cook With my mom, when I go swimming with my dad and when I feed my pets. Those memories aren’t just memories they are those memories that I won’t forget. I am one of the luckiest people alive just because I have a home. A place where I belong …it feels like a hug.