What Home Means To Me

What home means to me is not just the bricks and the cement and windows, the part that makes it a home is who is inside it. When i say who is inside it i don't mean anyone at all I mean my family and friends. When we are they’re together i feel whole inside and like nothing else matters, accept what is happening right this second. When i’m at home I feel safe and warm inside. It’s where i can be who i really am and not keep it buried in my soul and not care what other people think. At home I feel respected and loved in some any different ways and right when i walk in the door I become different, when i say different i don’t mean in a bad way i mean in a great Way! Even when it’s chaos it still feels like that’s where I am meant to be. Home is where I grow not just from head to toe. Home is where I have my ups and downs, and where I feel most proud. Home is where my dreams come true, even If they are hard to accomplish, my family supports me until I have made them come true. When i think of home i think of my family whom i could not live without, they are My everything and I love them from the bottom of my heart!