Home

Home is where I hang my hat, the place I run to when I feel sad. Home isn't just about the looks, but it’s about the memories and pictures we took. The smell of home cooking and warm apple pie. The stories we told, the laughs and the cries. The journeys we took and the places we’d hide. The warmth of my blanket, all cozy in bed, my mom says goodnight then kisses my head. Home is where I sit down to eat, the place where my family gathers to meet. Home isn’t just a roof and four walls, its love, peace, and patience, it’s a place where you should feel safe, no matter what race!