My Home

My home is more than just a roof over my head. I will show why my home needs love, happiness and even sadness. When I come home from school and walk through the door I feel the warm breeze touch my face and I smell food cooking in the kitchen. I hear the voice of the TV that my mom is listening to from inside the kitchen. My dad is in bed listening to a broadcast about basketball games and players over the past week. On my dads lap our cat is purring softly in the distance. My family and I watch silly movies with buttery popcorn filling the air. My home has sadness because we watch sad movies and when my best friend James moved away. This is why having a place with love, happiness and sadness is more than just a roof over my head. How is YOUR home special?