Home

Home, something that many people don’t have. I think everyone deserves a home. a Place to let your feelings free. A place to let your feelings out. A place to learn how to ride a bike, a place to unwrap your christmas, birthday and New Years presents. A place to call home, a place to express yourself. You might not feel safe at school or outside but in your home you can express all your feelings and your family will listen to you because home is a centre of love. Once my dad said when I was having a bad dream, no one can hurt you, you’re in a bubble of love it’s called home and all the dangers that you may think can hurt you they can’t because of love, an impenetrable shield nothing can break it. That is the feeling of my home, my family, my fortress ,my bubble of love.Home is an army of love it’s something that you can come back to no matter what, just to talk to someone to talk to anyone your mom your dad your brother your sister it’s a place where you can say anything do anything and no one will criticize you. Home it could be a trailer,it could be a house, it could be a bungalow, it could be an apartment, it could be the streets what do you call home. To me love is my home. A home is not just a shelter it is a place to make memories and spend time with family well drinking hot cocoa near the fireplace on the couch.