My Home Is

To me, my home is chaotic. There is the sound of play fighting, and the smell and taste of my dad’s awesome delicious cookies. A sight in my home is me playing smash bros. There are feelings of blankets and accidentally sleeping on the floor. A home like mine is like a home in a diner. A house is a home of another person. A home is a house for when you are the person who lives there. A home is where you eat and sleep but a house is for sleeping over. A home is where you live and a house is where you could live.A home is yours and a house is someone else's. For my home is great. My home is grand. There's no better home like mine for my home is fine.