Meaning of My Home.

My home is full of memories that we look back on and remember the good old times. Memories is what gives my home its name. My home is full of great cherished memories that I will keep with me forever. For me some of the best things happen in my home! even just the little things. Like the time you were younger and carried to bed after a long day in the car, or the first day of preschool, then turning into the last day of 6th grade. Home is the place where you grew up, made memories, had the best time, and even the worst. You may have not even noticed it, but you have already had your last time of you waking up from a nightmare, the last time you ran upstairs when you turned off the lights. Time flies when you are having fun, and everyone deserves that type of nostalgia. Home is not just a house but a place where you feel safe, that warm embrace! Home is also my studio. My place where I can be myself, dance it out, and not be judged. Because that is what I love, and one of my passions in my life. My home is where I pray, about life, and what I am going through. Some people do not have that privilege, and some do but not treated right. A home is not just four walls and a roof over your head. But a place where you should feel loved. Thank you, Habitat for Humanity for giving home to people in need, Thank you for Reading!