My Home

For me, home is a feeling. A feeling about happiness, calmness, insanity, and a feeling of power. My home is a place of happiness. It makes me feel free, because of the feeling of my parents, and the lovely cooking of my mom. It makes me feel happy, because of the fact that my mom cooked for me, imagine all the kids that are starving. Therefore, it makes me happy that I got a mom to cook for me. Next, I feel appeased. This makes me feel calm about everything, as in free for myself. I feel as if an animal finally met their family. After that, it’s a feeling of being insane but in a good way. I feel pretty crazy by the fact that my family takes care of me, and the humour of my brother makes me insane. It makes me insane thinking about it. Also, the humour of my friends makes me insane, and crazy. Finally, I feel strong. I feel strong by the fact that I have a family to protect me in certain situations, and I feel strong by my friends to protect me from anything. This is what home means to me. It means happiness, calmness, insanity, and a feeling of power.