Have you ever felt like you have so much homework to do that all you want to do is throw it in the trash and get a 4 or 4+ on everything? Well that how I feel almost every day. All I want to do when I get home from school is hop into my warm, cozy sheets on my soft, comfortable bed, and lay there until I feel like getting up. I don’t do homework right away, because I know that home is a place where you don’t have to worry so much. Its were I’m safe, and were everyone’s on my side. So, when I get home, I relax for a while, then do my homework and stuff like that. I don’t know what id do with out a home to come to after a stressful day.
Whenever I look out the car window, we drive by many homes like condos, apartments, houses and all sorts of different homes. I sometimes think, ‘I wonder what its like in that home? I’m sometimes curious to know if it’s a nice home, or a bad one. Some family’s can only pay for a roof over there head and not food or anything else. There are also rich people that have big, beautiful homes, but they still suffer with the same things everyone else does. But every home shares different feelings or emotions like joy, anger, sadness, fear, laughter, love and many more.
There are 5 people and 2 dogs in my home. So, my home is very chaotic, but that’s the way we like it, well, most of the time. The first thing I do when I get home from school is, drop my book bag on the stairs, and march up stairs as my dog’s bark and get all exited to see me, and sprint into my bed room. I leap into my bed and bury myself into my cozy covers on my bed, until somethings delicious fills up my room and I hop out of my bed to check to see what is on the table, for dinner. I’m very grateful to have such a wonderful home. But this year, 2016 has been difficult for me and my family. We lost 3 family members, and we miss them so much. But all the tears and laughter will turn into fond memories to tell in our wonderful home. Its incredibly hard, to lose people you love, but one of the many reasons why I love my home so much is that, everyone ids helping me get through it. Another interesting thing in my home, is that every holiday or special events, me and my family get together with other family members, for supper.
Whenever I’m walking down town, I always see people sitting near buildings or stores begging for food or money. They are known, as the homeless. I can’t imagine, what it would be like to not have a home to come to. Sometimes, they try to build there own shelter, out of things found on the ground. I know this because, when I went to Jamaica, there were many, many people suffering without food, and trying to make their own home. I always try to give them blankets, food or money when I walk by. But the homeless are real human beings so its kind of weird to say they are the homeless.
I feel that everyone deserves a roof over there head during summer, spring, fall and winter. Everyone deserves a home, I mean can you imagine not have a warm bed, or warm, delicious meals on the tables, or a place to laugh and cry in, to me, that’s a world I don’t want to live in, its not fair at all. Its true that sometimes we don’t realize or think about how luck we are to have a home, its probably because we don’t know life without a home. But that’s ok, because when we think about it, we know how great a home i