What home means to me

When I think of home I think of a joyful family. When I get home from school I get to smell a tasty home cooked meal, when not everyone does. I see my siblings playing, parents cooking and my dog is probably sleeping in my room (his favourite place). I hear a fire crackling, my family laughing and music playing. It’s like a place that no matter what you will always be safe. The most important part about home is the memories it holds. I lost my first tooth at my house, and my siblings came home from the hospital to my house. My favourite thing is just the quality time I get to spend with my family because that's what really counts. This is what home means to me.