Home

Home is home. Home is where I live. Home is where I feel sad. Home is where I feel happy. Home is where I feel safe. Home is special to me because it is where I feel safe. I have so many special memories in my home. When I get home, if I'm sad I feel better. Home is where I met my amazing sibling who helped me through rough times. Home is where I can feel scared but I know that everything is okay. I never want to leave home but I know I will have to eventually. Home means ALOT to me. I have so many feelings about home (the good feelings and the bad feelings) that I can’t even write them all. Home means happiness, sadness, excitement. I know that when I am at home I can just be myself. When I am at home on the couch watching TV, I know I could be doing so many more useful things, but it just feels right. Sleep overs are fine but sometimes I wish I was just at home. Home means that I don’t have to be perfect, I can just get away from all the drama. I feel calm, safe, and so much more. I love home.