Home is Happiness

What home means to me is a warm and cozy place like a warm blanket hugging me tight. Home is the place where you grow up and live whether it's big or small. What home means to me is living with a loving family. You can tell them anything that’s bothering you whether it’s your mom or dad, even your siblings you always have someone you can talk to. One time I was sad because my great great grandpa died so I decided to talk about it to my mom. She understood because he was one of my best friends it was hard to let go of him but he was 96 so he lived a long long life. What home means to me is a life of happiness. There will be times when you feel sad but think of the positive things rather than the negative things. What home means to me is a big square protecting me in all ways; it could be a wood house, a brick house or even a man made house. It will always protect you. It doesn't matter if you live alone or with somebody your home is your home. Home is the place where you take care of it. It's like a plant where you have to take care of them but not too often.