This Is What I Call My Home

This Is What I Call My Home Home, my home is something I know I feel safe I know my surroundings I feel comfortable. I would know my home better than a house. My bedroom I can just plop on my bed and fall asleep I feel comfy and that one candy stash in that one hiding spot. It's my bedroom and it has lots of memories like when my siblings would barge in my room and not close the door, and I can calm myself. kitchen where my mom would cook her homemade meals and in that one chair, people would fight over and bake cookies. The living room where we would watch movies and open presents on Christmas or spend time in there for holidays. Also, when your friend would have a sleepover and make a huge fort. Then the backyard, the cornfield behind us and the tree me and my siblings would climb and the dog running around chasing us. A home can have just four walls and a roof, and it will still be my home and filled with lots of love but so can a house, but it will never be the same.