Home to Me

Home to me Home… home is a safe place. Home reminds me of when I was younger. I have lots of memories in my home, like when my older sister and I were going to eat supper and we both tripped each other. We both fell in the hallway and we laughed. When I get home after school it’s as if my home wants to hug me. When I think of home I think of moms lasagna. I think of the smell of her lasagna, I think of my family, my room and when we play outside. Home is like a nest, because it is safe and cozy. Leony