Home isn't just a building.

Home is a place where we have cheerful memories. Home is where we sleep looking into the dark night. When my mom calls me down for dinner I know there's a great heated meal waiting down stairs. My dad always tries to make me like new sports. Like volleyball, soccer, hockey, basketball and way more i cant even identify! It works but it matters that I spend time with my dad and family every minute he spends time with me feels like an hour. Every time my dad gets home from work my first thing is to run down as fast as I can down the stairs to see him. Along with talking to him plus I love the time where we spend family time together. It's even better it feels like one hundred brand new hearts are coming into me. Board games are even funner while we play. We tell jokes and it's even funnier when my cat gently throws my pieces across like a little blow. Every time I walk into my moms bathroom I see hair everywhere. To me home is a safe environment that I can have faith and never be hurt in. And my family always believes in me and every time when my mom takes me out to eat that's the best time I get to spend time with her.To me home is my bunker where I have all the love I need.And to me home is where I live and stay and feel protected.