What Home Means to Me
What home means to me is memories and laughter with family and friends. It means having fun with friends and doing stuff like climbing on the bails at the farm yard or dirt biking with my friends. And When you look out the window you can see wheat fields and corn fields left right and center. From friends coming over on Saturdays and family get togethers on Sunday and on Monday waking up early in the morning. When I am at home I feel warm inside and safe. But home is not necessarily just a building. What home means to me is being with people you love no matter where you are. To me it doesn’t matter where you are, what matters the most is who you are with. That is what home means to me.