What Home Means To Me

I wake up and open my eyes. It’s bright and I can see where I am: It’s my room. I’m happy because I’m in my home. I get up and make my bed. I open the door and there sitting right in front of me is my, fun loving cat. I pet my cat and head to the washroom to brush my teeth. As I get out, I smell yummy breakfast. Before I know it I'm at school and back at home. I relax on my soft couch and watch TV. My home feels quiet. No one walking or talking, just silence. I hop in my bed and get cozy for a long night sleep. I think my home is great.