Home

Home. Home for me has been many places. There are homes that I do remember and homes that I do not. I do remember but the one thing I found in common: at home I am cared for and loved. I remember a big move I had to make. This move was the biggest one. I moved from the United States to Canada. The day I moved I started it crying because I knew I would never walk through the hallway again. When I first went to my new school I was welcomed made me feel at home. I felt comfortable talking to my friends and peers. to me home does it always have to be a place it can be a person and it could also be a place where you could feel happy for many people home is not a place. It is a person or even school. my opinion home for me means being with family and the people you love.