Meaning of Home

Home is where I live and where all my belongings are. Home is where my family is and it means everything to me. When my home was built I was not born yet, but my family was the first to live in it. My house was built by nice people, they worked so hard I am so grateful that they did. The reason why my home is everything to me is because my bed, my toys and pretty much everything that I own is in my house. In my house are books, technology, a shower, a bath, a fish tank and even seventeen fish. In my family there are rules that I follow and some rules I try to follow, but can’t. My family is a family of five, there is me, my brother, my mom, my dad and a nonbinary sibling. My name is Ocean, my brother’s name is Kai, my mom’s name is Daphne, my dad’s name is Jeremy and my nonbinary sibling is named Ray. My whole family is under the same roof and live in the same home, not a house. My fish are all different colors, some fish are gray, some fish are black in fact there are even black and orange ones and blue ones, some have orange eyes. My favorite fish is see through neon blue. The first fish I ever got I named bones because he had lots of bones that I could see threw his skin, the second my brother named Sharko because he was a shark fish and the third fish my Ray called it nothing literally nothing, because it did nothing all day. Jeremy, Daphne, Ray, Kai, my fish and I are what make a home to me. Without them my home would be a house not a home.