Home is My Safe Space

Home is my space to laugh and cry without worry. It’s a blanket that makes me feel warm and safe. My dog and my family are my anchors,they accept me for who I am and never let me lose myself. My house holds memories of giggles and tears. It’s where my sister and I took our first steps and where I became a big sister. My home holds the past and hopes for the future. Being at home brings me a sense of happiness and belonging. The familiar sound of sports playing on the TV tells me that I’m home. A loose pole that holds up our railing is a flag that marks our house. When I’m home I feel safe and protected. I have everything I want and need. In the morning,the comforting sunlight streams through my bedroom window. At night, the familiar sound of the dishwasher humming while I read calms me. During the day, I’m comforted by the click-clack of my dog’s nails on our hardwood floors and the stomping of my younger sister’s feet. I’m home with my family because they comfort me and won’t let me down. Home is a safe place that holds memories and family. It’s not just a structure,it’s family,memories and love.