What Home Means to Me

What home means to me Home what does home mean to you. well home is a place where you have memory's, where you hang out or a place where you can sleep. because home to me is a place where there is no stress or fear it is a place of comfort and a place you can chill down and relax. have many memories of my home some are hanging out with my friends or just chatting with me family. but your home could be different form my home. At the end of the day this is what home means to me. When I think of home, I think about all the memory's I have shared with my friends and my family. My memories at the dinner table and the times I have laughed and the times that I have cried. I think about the sleep over and the birthday parties. I think about times we have played hockey. I think about the times we have failed and the times when we seceded. This are the memory's I have shared with my friends and family. When I think of home, I also think of the times that I have hung out with me family at the dinner table. With my friend in the living room. My home is a safe place where I can hang out with my friends and family, because there is not allowed in my home without being aloud. I enjoy hanging out with my friends and playing sports like hockey sports and tag. even siting down dirking hot coco. Hanging out is a thing that I enjoy with friends or family, I enjoy talking to my family and making meals that I can enjoy. I like hanging out with my friends because it is very fun and something to do with someone. I think of hanging out as something that reminds me of home. When I think of home, I also think of my family. I think of family reminds me of home is because my home is my family where every they are is home to me. I think of family when I think of home. It's because my grandpa built my home and when every in walk into my home, I think of the guy home made it my grandpa. My family is why I have a home and without them I would probably not have such a nice one such as big and nice. My family is so nice to me and has given me such a nice house and food on my plate each day. My family has given me such I big kitchen to make food and memories. When I think of home, I think of all the beautiful memory's and bad memory's the times a have made mistake, or when I have hung out with my family. I think of home when I make memories or when I am hanging out with my family. I am so lucky and blessed to have a home which I can live in love in. I love my home and you should never take for grated of what you have got ever if is a cardboard box to a mansion home is where your family is. and does it matter where it is no., I love my home and you should to, home is beautiful?