Why Home Is Special to Me

Home is special to me because when I'm home I feel safe. When I am alone, I do not feel safe. My parents love me in so many special ways. My parents let me rearrange my room by moving my furniture when I need to make more room. When I play and draw with my sister, I feel safe, as well. When I get mad at home, I am dangerous. Home is family for me. People with no home should get money from rich people so they can have a roof over their heads to be safe. When I think about these poor people I start to cry. When rich people laugh at the poor, I feel so bad for the poor. TIP: never laugh at the poor because they have a rough time with food, shelter, clothes, cars and money. My home is special to me because I feel like I belong at home.