What Home is to Me

Home is where you can be yourself kick back and relax, and not worry about being Judged. You can sleep with your feet on your pillow or eat pizza with ice cream on it. I have to admit every night I lie in bed and the thought of losing my home leaves my pillow wet. Home is everything to me from the hard laminate floors, to the big wooden doors, and most of all my family I wouldn't be any where with out them, it wouldn't matter as long as I have them I will always thrive. Even if we get separated, we will always find our way back together like Peanut butter and jelly. Home is where you are safe. Everyone deserves to have a home, rich or poor, happy or sad, home is where people help you up not put you down. Home is a place where you can be wacky and crazy and just darn right weird. As you can see, I could go on forever. Home is something you should cherish, hold it tight, and never let go and if it starts slipping then hold it tighter.