What my Home Means to Me

Home is where I feel safe. Home is where my loved ones are. I have a roof above me, and a floor below me. I have books to read, games to play, puzzles to play around with. I like home, it is great. I know my home is sturdy so the ceiling or the floor won’t break. I know some people don’t have a home where they feel safe, or have anything to do. Some people don’t even have a home. And that isn’t good. I can’t imagine having to sleep through the hot and the cold, because I haven’t experienced it. But that is the reason I am writing this. Writing this could make a home for someone, and I am very happy to be writing this. I am so happy so many people will be writing a paragraph about their home, so other people will get a home. Once again, my home is where I feel safe.