To have a Home
Today is a very special day. It’s my birthday! I go to my room so I can pick a beautiful birthday dress. I think about all the fun I’m going to have at my party.
I open my closet and look through my dresses.
“Eww…” I say, holding up a hideous, poofy dress. “I’m not wearing that!”
Then I realize something. Something that made me stop and think. What about all those people who don’t have a home? I remember all the times I saw someone living on the street. They seemed so cold and hungry, but I never really thought about what their lives were like.
I walk over to my desk and open my computer. I search up ways to help people who don’t have a home. I decide that I’m going to raise awareness by putting up posters and telling my friends and family. I could ask them to help me as well!
I grab a pencil and start to write ideas on a scrap piece of paper. I was just starting to draw a design for the poster but then my mom called me from downstairs
“Your friends are here!” she yelled.
“Coming!” I shout back.
I quickly pick a dress, and climb down the stairs with a nice feeling, because I could be helping someone else have a loving, comforting home, just like me.