What Home Means to Me

It was morning, a new day had started, the sun rised, and I was at my apartment. After brushing my teeth, I sat on my soft white couch watching Youtube. Eating my pancakes with some syrup, with my mom and dad, I was pretty tired, my sister was sleeping on her bed calmly. After breakfast, I got a cup of hot coco with marshmallows and a splash of milk. My dad was drinking a cup of coffee with milk. I was wrapped in my cozy orange blanket with a hot coco in my hand. It was a cold day, snow slowly fell down from the sky in a calm way, later many snow came down. I was finishing my cup of hot coco. Home is not just a place to stay , it is a place where love comes from, and delicious food, and I have my sister, and my family. I was singing a song that I like, the song was ‘Cupid, I was practicing it on Youtube, cause I wanna sing better and better everyday. An hour later, it was even colder, but I was lucky cause I was wrapped in my soft orange blanket with me hugging my sister. She was drinking milk. We were all in our little cozy apartment, feeling loved,cared and lucky.