WHAT DOES HOME MEAN TO ME?

Many people may think of home as a place like an apartment or a house but they are wrong. A home is a place to be loved and blessed. A home is a place to have faith. To be happy, sad, mad or even annoyed. It is a place to express myself. When I am in my home I feel safe and glad. A home is a place to love. For example a home is to love your family. Parents, grandparents, cousins, siblings and even pets. My parents taught me how to walk, talk, dance, play and have fun. A home is a place where you can have fun and run around. You can play games all you want. A home is not to get in fights but forgiving them afterwards. When my sister and I get into fights,we would go to our rooms to calm down and then talk to each other. We would talk about what we wanted, what went wrong, and how we felt. Being the older sibling, normally means I should be the one to go and talk to her first. I love my sister so much. My home is not only the memories that I have in my house right now but when I was born I lived in a different house. I also had great memories in my other house but as I get older I forget all my amazing memories in that house. My friends also make me feel like I am at home when I am around them. They make me laugh, smile, and even help me when I am hurt. They also give me awesome stuff. For example, Christmas and my birthday. I think everyone deserves a house. I think this because it is way safer for the people living on the street but then people can also make great memories. For example, how happy they would have been when they first moved into their new house. The only reason I wrote this is because I wanted to tell you how important it is to have a home and such awesome memories of amazing stuff that happened.