Home Sweet Home

My home means my life to me, not because of the look, but because of who lives there - my family, and all the memories we have there. Like in my living room, I learned how to do my front walk over. Where we eat supper every night while watching T.V. I love my family to the moon and back. We may fight a lot, but I still love them so, so much. Home is where you feel loved, where you feel safe. It doesn't even have to be your home. It could just be a place where you feel safe and loved, where you feel at home. I think that everyone deserves a home like mine, where they can make memories. When I found out that I could raise money for people that don't have a place to live I wanted to enter so bad. Even if I don't win, I still raise money for the homeless just by entering and that makes me so, so happy.