My home

My home is a simple place. Sometimes I don't realise how much I take it for granted having a roof over my head, while some can't afford it. My home is where we come and relax after being at hockey almost all day. At my home, after school, we all sit down and eat great meals made by my mother: taco salad, lasagna, and so many great meals. At the table, we all sit down, and we go around the table and tell each other about our day. After that, we usually all sit down in our bright colored living room and watch a movie or a hockey game. We all like Montreal and when they're playing, it gets a bit wild, but not the bad wild, the fun one, the exhilarating one, the one that brings you joy for the rest of the day. After that, we go to bed in my warm home, which I try not to take for granted.