My Home

My Home When I think of home, I think of a place where I feel safe and protected. Even though the structure of my home is only made of four walls and a roof, it is actually made of love from the people inside that love me. When I am home, I know that I can be myself and nothing will ever change that. Home is a place where my memories are made and shared with my family. Whenever I leave for the weekend or go out for a couple of days, I miss my home and when I return it feels so comforting and safe. No matter the size of the home...how big, how small, how short, how tall...everybody deserves a home just like mine!