What Home Means to Me

When my parents bought our house, I was a size of a mouse. Going through the door and seeing my new home, looking for my new room as my parents look for theirs. Growing up in my home is where my love comes from as my parents treat me with love every day as I grow up. Home is not a place to lie on the couch all day, it’s really where you grow up and get treated with love. This is what home means to me.