HOME

BOOM!BOOM! The thunder growled as it showed white streaks of lightning in the dark sky at midnight. The windows and windshield were covered with droplets of heavy rainfall, as the wipers were trying their best to to clear them out. The visibility was so bad that my dad (the driver) couldn't see the lanes on the highway to Lloydminster, on the Alberta and Saskatchewan border. I glanced beside me and saw my sister shaking and saying prayers. In this situation I felt like screaming. “I want to go home!” I thought. Finally, we arrived at the hotel. I was scared and had a lot of anxiety. I didn’t feel safe and comfortable. Although the hotel was secure and I had my family with me, I still didn’t feel too good. Home is a place where I can feel safe, comfortable and secure. It can be made out of bamboo, wood, mud, concrete, and big blocks of snow to make igloos. A home could be an apartment, it could be a tiny house, or even a big house. Home is not only a building, but also a feeling. You can see family at home, and get lots of affection. It’s a place where we get basic needs such as food, clothing, and shelter. In my home I have my own place to play with my siblings and toys. Home is a place where I can get help, and learn something new everyday. People feel a strong attraction to come back home after finishing their work, or journey. Home has freedom and it’s where people get to be free. At home, people can express their opinions. Home brings hope and happiness. I am grateful that I have a home. When I see homeless people on the streets I know they don’t have people to care for and love. I am happy that Habitat for Humanity helps provide homes for people who need a safe home. I want to donate money to help. That’s why I’m doing this writing.